Concepcion, Chile... Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

neither true nor false
then how can I vindicate
myself from hoping

this quake will go back
to the ocean just as day
recedes into night

here a blanket of
rubbles is wrapped over my
knees and I am stuck

over and over
I hear the siren of death
closer to my ear

on the bridge up high
a man leaps into the air
he is afraid, too

before I shut my eyes
the tsunami will come
to wash all my dreams

I am lingering
in hope to survive today
to be free again.