Some poetry...

I wrote this last week, before hearing about hurricane craziness and the earthquake up in Canada. Seems pretty relevant...

Someday

Let’s say there is an earthquake

and no one is prepared.
The walls and ceilings collapse and shake
while people scream and panic; scared.

Let’s say the shaking grows more intense.
The ground begins to roll.
And people try to make some sense
of the unknown mounting toll.

Let’s say your child’s school falls first;
the hilltop houses start to slide.
And then the nearby dam does burst
as people scream, and drown, and cry.

Imagine the ocean rears itself
up to mighty tsunami height.
Let’s say you lose all worldly wealth
while volcanic ash blocks out the light.

Now let’s say the shaking stops.
Let’s think the sky returns to norm.
Let’s say the raging torrent tops.
The ocean finally quits its storm.

Let’s say that none has happened yet;
no country suffered, nor you, nor I.
Let’s tell ourselves we won’t get wet
and by saying this we die.