The mountains shudder

Tremors run 

The ground beneath

Opens up 

A world undone.


Houses crumble

Like cookies in

A random

Collapse of

Concrete dreams


Buried deep in rubble

Barely seen

Dusty fingers grope

For life

Desperate hope within


The dead are freed

The living cry

For theirs is the


Death to die


Torn usunder from

a living known

Flung into

Chaos, a world



Questions, prayers

Fervent pleas

Anything to restore

To bring

Reluctant peace


And yet it does not

Stop, they come

Shocks after shocks

Shattering hopes

That this

Would end, for some

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