sun breaking through the clouds

sun shining on the ruins left from the storm

on the wreck of homes and lives

on the shelters full to bursting

on the jails where looters raided

businesses and homes

for a grab at the mere things they coveted


this is the other side of cataclysm

eyes of the sheep trained on the heavens

for some imagined relief

while hooves slog through the mud and debris

and the wolves believe in nothing but their chance

tearing each other while the sun returns to the skies

to shine on their carcasses...




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