Cold and wet from the water I get up wondering how I survived.
I look around my hometown and see rubble-
I saw a man trying to dig himself out of the remains of his home-
He got himself out and looked frantically around.

I could bet he was looking for his family-
I was lucky enough to have all my family still alive.
I followed the man around the remains of his home-
His face was filled with hope.

Hope is hard to come by because of the destruction that has struck thousands.
A last we found his wife, but she wasn’t moving.
Her body was all cut up from when the house fell on her-
I could tell she was dead.

I hugged my neighbor and he screamed and cried-
He hoped that his wife would come back to him.
I wonder when the pain would stop.
Who would help us?
And if we would survive long enough to be rescued-