Unearthed

The ground rattles and breaks
Buildings fall and crumble
Their weight falls on ground

The earth quakes and tumbles
 Mother Nature’s birthing pains
Destruction of beliefs

They lose all hope
Forgot how to cope
Still dealing dope

Loss of friends and family
Distraught and empty
Crushed and homeless

Sorrow surrounds us
Today and tomorrow
Till we strike and loose arrow

Follow down a road of empty
Till we meet at the end
From this loss we gain plenty

Life is a game we might still win.