The earth rumbled
Buildings by the dozen tumbled
Leaving inmates buried under the debris
Wailing like the proverbial banshee
The pathetic and tragic scenes that did emerge
Made the entire nation experience the scourge
There were screams for help and shrill cries
Desperation writ deep in their eyes
With so much suffering and pain
The survivors too were being driven insane.
The questions uppermost in their mind
in the ruins, how many living beings would they find
would the relief supplies arrive in time?
Would the sniffer-dogs smell or hear the living whine?
How many would be extricated
from the rubble before they get asphyxiated?
And finally when would the tremors cease
Leaving people time to grieve and helping tension ease?