The earth solid, the day before.
Kiss goodbye and see you soon.
Off to school, stores, work, play.
The earth shakes and fear descends.
Waters swirl, smoke arises, buildings fall
Independence washed away in a moment.
Fear, uncertainty, disbelief, horror, shock, grief
Daddies die, mothers mourn, children wail
Life as they knew is changed.
So many dreams gone, dimmed, hidden
In the twisted rubble, churning waters
But hope is there, glowing gently.
Hope is to expect with confidence.
To cherish a desire with anticipation.
Await, hope for, watch for, expect.
Who are they watching out for?
Watching for you, watching for me
What are they expecting will arrive?
Expecting compassion, food, water, shelter, warmth
Where will this all flow from?
Flowing from the land of plenty.
Yes the earth shook, waters raged.
But it's borders disappeared, melted together.
For today we're all one race.
The human race, with faces unique
Hearts beating strong, souls still stirring
We reach out and embrace Japan.
Hope... upon hope... upon hope....fulfilled.
Inspired by: Making Things Up,~ word of the week was "hope".
Six Word Fridays
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