Buxton Shippy

(7-27-55 / Montego Bay, Jamaica)

When Earth Quaked


Earth uncovered
Two hundred thousand dead
A woman groaned
Stone slabs crushed her head
These are the times
When God weeps

When the earth quaked
I heard His steps
In my pain
I am filled with anger
My blood curls
As I ponder
How many lives slip
In this quake's blunder
This is how earth rage

I am thankful
For the hands He sent
The press
People from every corner
Friends I never knew
This is how you know
He never sleeps
Many dead
But many spared

So I am not mad
New lives conceived
Still lives to be lived
Two hundred thousand dead
But millions breathe

Submitted: Friday, May 13, 2011
Edited: Saturday, June 04, 2011

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  • Mohammad Akmal Nazir (5/13/2011 9:18:00 AM)

    Great poem. Remarkable imagery with plenty of wisdom.
    Wonderfully written. I rate it 10.
    Thanks for sharing.....
    Please read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2. (Report) Reply

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