Wednesday, June 6, 2012
There were so many cars
Glistening under the heat of the mid-day sun
Cars brought by Beautiful people
Indeed, the beautiful ones are already born.
It could easily have been a rally for a political party
Or business men gathered, waiting for a meeting
It could have passed for a student congress
Or a wealthy society meeting.
Looking from afar, it would appear so
A closer look would change that point of view
For what appeared like a society meeting
Were grieved people, all waiting for a cue.
Its been a national disaster
Of the worst kind any can imagine
The mournful faces come to identify their dead
Their loved young, adult, and aging.