NaPoWriMo: http://www.napowrimo.net/ (Day 29, headline)
New York Times Headline, April 29, 2011
http://www.nytimes.com/ : with 300 dead, a search for survivors,
*****
I have nil control over my fate
When it comes to earthquake,
The nightmare hits my place
With unstoppable pace.
The floor cracks,
The Building falls.
Rocks crumble,
Animals stumble.
Humans get buried
While rescuing teams hurried.
…
When I open my eyes,
I see dead flies
And wounded mice,
…
Lying in bed,
I learned that my parents are dead!
So sad,
So mad,
About this bad
Fate I have had!
Becoming homeless,
And feeling helpless,
Strangers care for me instead.
Being still in dread
Of this disastrous dismay,
I chew a slice of bread
And wonder
Where is my home to stay.
Jingle Nozelar 
Interesting poem to consider.
So much sadness and trauma in the world. Prayers out to the victims of the earthquakes and tornados and other disasters. Hope you have a wonderful weekend, Jingle.
Such devastation and a great poem that gets the impact across so aptly. At times like this we realise how fragile our existence!
Scary thoughts. The earth has experienced much upheaval lately that makes one stop and think how awful it would be. Blessings to you, Jingle…
Very well done, Jingle. I enjoyed your rhyme and rhythm and your word choices. The topic well chosen.
Thank you for visiting my blog, I have had a severe dry spell…I think it’s over.
regards,
Eaton
You have perfectly captured the moment – painful, poignant, confusing – as it is for far too many these day. Well done, Ji. Compassionate. Excellent choice of subject and excellent delivery. Thank you!
hope things get better soon.