Hopeless and Helpless - A poem

It came down heavily

Upon all without mercy

Homes divided

Abodes scattered

Roof tattered

Upon all,

It came;

Happiness and Sorrow

Homeless to this wretched part

Without a roof above the heart

Death comes knocking

Maiming, yet calling.

Calling with no mercy,

Even unto the best hands

That is to mend the roofs

In pain and agony they cry

Anger and angst; no reply

It f

   a

    ll

    s again!

even now,

Rendering the homeless

Hopeless and helpless…