(penned on the 28th December 2004, inspired by the tragedy that befell Asia)


Amidst the rubble of a blood-drenched village,
Once filled with voices of playful tranquility-
Now disturbed by echoes of departed laughter,
Sat a woman with void tears, alive yet abandoned.

Hair billowing against the contours of her broad, naked back,
As one clasped the calloused hand of a loving husband,
As a thumb grazed the flushed cheek of a beautiful daughter,
She called out the names of her loved ones, and waited...