New Bones

Staring down at the city, I see an expanse of lives

Unsettling sonder settles on my heart

Their hustle, their battles, their nine-to-fives

What was thought, let down; what was created, destroyed part by part

The wave hit land after land

Wrecking devastation through thick and thin

Homes swallowed, health crippled, hope abandoned

Broken dreams courting desperation and disappointment akin

They say there’s light at the end of the tunnel

But the tunnel id long stretch of swamp we walk barefooted

Because the only way is forward even if you have suffer and pummel

For world shook from its topmost canopies and its deepest roots uprooted

What now?

New bones, the rippled reality asks for

New bones from the ruins and decay of the weary

New bones of thought, vision and compassion to the core

New bones to survive and build back, to the future we ferry

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