Without A Trace

Earth shook, under terrible weight and shock Tectonic plates slipped, Seismic waves gyrated, The Earth's crust punctured crushing life and longings, The roofs came down. Dreams vanished just as air from a punctured balloon The bread winners of the family, gone, Women and children, belongings and livestock, everything buried alive. In the vortex of fury, nothing is left except, a pile of wrack and ruin Trees uprooted, Everything scattered like planets thrown out of orbits Elements fell silent under searing pain No one, left to heave a sigh or anyone to be traumatized over the after shocks ‘Tout est complet'