henry igbinedion

The Great Tumble

In a sudden spasm
She convulsed, fury vented
Hillside, slope side,
All tumbled in a cataclysm of shredded timbers
And clanging china

With juddering quivers,
She spewed forth her insides,
Palace and Hovel,
Cascaded undignified,
As chaos wedded
In a union of broken flesh and twisted metal

Surreal silence…stabbed by shrill screams
Of the maimed and the dying, birthing
A cacophony of echoes
As Racing sirens and rotored birds clattered for space,
In the race of the Samaritans

Amidst the bedlam of the dying and the dead, ...