Will We Ever Hurt
Across the ocean, around the world
Devastation knows no limits
When our kind are left to suffer
As happenstance or coincidence
Embraces them in a vice like grip
Our prayers fly, but not fast enough
As families are torn
Tossed like discarded paper
Into the vortex of the unknown
Swimming toward the ether
I can’t tear my eyes away
Power, raw and uncompromising
No judgment, for in Her wrath
We are all equals
Saints and Sinners united
Disbelief as the numbers rise
Heart aching, knowing
I will never understand
The grief, the pain, the fear
The world suddenly grows quiet
Piece by ravaged piece
Will the puzzle ever be solved?
Will the pieces ever again fit?
We change, as the result
Blessed in the safety of my home
Loved ones surrounding me
Watching the turn of the tide
Will we ever hurt?
Will we ever understand the loss?
Natasha Head is a poet from the east coast of Canada. She writes me, “While I’ve seen the strength of the ocean in my Nova Scotia homeland, nothing could ever compare to what what’s happened in Japan. I urge you, each and everyone, to give what little you can spare to help those who are in need so much more than we are, RIGHT NOW.”
Please visit her blog at http://natashalivestowrite.blogspot.com/
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