Earthquake

After the earthquake My daughter is trapped, Maybe she could be free if I clapped. I see her hands, But I don’t hear her demands. I cry out in pain, I run to the place which was once our domain. Her one eye is gone, She is the only one, all night long. I reach her, her chest barely moving, I don’t realise we are dying. I pick her up, suddenly her heart stops and so does mine, Then we both fall down and die……