tsumani

[dawnsday]

the wave hit hard with the force of god’s wrath
mama where will i go to school
washed bodies of thousands on shores
mama where will we live
pieces of flesh scattered with the sandstone and shell
thousands of children gather lonely in the crowds
helping pull the bodies
onto the grave mounds
mama where’s daddy
women bearing newborns forsake their faith
islamic females tented up with
strage men
breast feeding new life in public display
mama where will you have the baby
hospital washed thoroughly with salted waters
well lay starving sick lay dying dead
lay rotting
tropical sun looming bringing forth quickened
decompostion
the stentch billows turning stomachs of death dealers
babies and men unable to consume
gifts of worlds far away
mama who are these people
where are they taking me
tears mingle with one another filling
the already over flowing ocean
the earth has taken war with it’s children
where there is no sense or reason to be found
only to move along
reconstruct
mama why is this happening
mama who will save us
mama please wake up
mama why won’t you move
this is no time to nap
mama where are my brothers
mama where am i going
mama
wake up
who will take care of me
mama
please wake up