Flattened houses, shops, hospitals, schools, everything.
Here and there a wall, a room remains.
A clock stopped forever.
Cars upturned like abandoned toys.
Left by children amid a game,
Boats on streets miles from sea.
Bodies covered with plastic bags.
And the public address system plays out a tune,
To tell the children school is over as it does everyday,
Now it is playing to deaf ears, silent mouths.
No one to cheer and whoop “Its Friday!!!”.
I watch these images and suddenly it comes to me,
The tune, tinny and sharp…
Its..Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away….
