Christchurch Earthquake Live Update 2011
We don't know the names of the dead.
Our friends that are missing
We hope have fled.
We're far away from our quaky home
With internet, email and skype to roam
Grateful now for each voice we hear
For each life we hold so dear.
We don't know
when we go home
whether we will find a place to roam
that vaguely resembles
what we used to call home.
We're far away but not alone
We are not alone
with up to three hundred and fifty dead
and over thirty thousand fled,
The infrastructure crushed like bones
Will anyone be left to welcome us home?
"Is anyone there? Does anyone care?"
We will call in vain.
With our friends gone, our schools closed
Shopping malls demolished, bridges and roads closed
Leaping up and crashing down, more happened in the centre of town
and up on the hills the houses dear have in a cloud of dust, just disappeared.
Metre high watery sludge and trucks in holes
Fatal boulders and close calls
An emotional stream of people flows
from the city to heaven knows
From the city people go
With aftershocks who would stay?
With aftershocks it’s hard to say
Who will go and who will stay?
Over here where the hoot owls call
We cannot perceive it all
Much too big and devastating,
Overwhelming, too much quaking
Endless queries "are you ok?"
Endless lives crave only normalcy
Stay put,
We love you
We want everything to be the same
Whilst knowing that can never be again.
Copyright © Rachael Wood | Year Posted 2022
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