I walked and walked
hoping that the path of destruction will end
I was not going to be okay
tears streamed down my face
blurring out the images my eyes captured
with every step I took,my heart sank deeper
it felt like it was bearing the weight of big metal chains
the smell of death and blood was the oxygen I needed to breath
it was the only thing keeping me alive
it was amazing how people were seperated by religion,
colour of skin,
race,
and everything else when alive
but once dead...
they were all being thrown on top of one another,
despite the religion,
despite the race,
despite the colour,
despite everything....
they were all just a heap of rag dolls waiting to be buried together in a deep dark hole.
the pain in my leg was excruciating as I tried to drag myself through all the remains,debris and human.
there were just too many things happening around me,
helpers shouting,
mothers wailing,
babies crying,
people gasping for air,
the thumping sound made when the dead bodies were hauled onto that heap.
my ear felt like it was almost bleeding
I was not going to be okay
and in all that madness,I was searching
for my loved ones
my family
I asked volunteers for help
but they shouted at me to find them myself.
I caught sight of an infant that was caught between the branches of a tree...
bloated and black from all the ordeals it’s tiny body went through
I fell to the floor and was too weak to get up
but I had to
I was not going to be okay
I was hoping not to find them in this path I was walking through,
I wanted to believe that they were safe
that was if I didnt find them there
but the path was never ending
the bodies were never ending
the time was never ending
the walk was never ending
my tears were never ending
the sky was slowly getting dark
I had been there for hours and I was still walking
holding onto hope in one hand
and woe in the other
a nurse came running to me
wanting to treat the gapping wound in my leg
she seemed more worried than I was for myself
I pushed her away and moved on
the pain in my leg was the last thing on my mind
in fact
it wasnt even on my mind
I was tired,weak and hurt
but somehow I had the strength to go on
and suddenly I froze
the anklet I wore for her on her last birthday was glimmering in the remaining light
I recognised the heartshaped bells dangling from it
my heart went numb,
I felt nothing
nothing at all
I took a step closer
the noises and sounds around me faded
she looked sweet even in slumber
I didnt know why she was so dirty
her little dress was torn and stained with blood and mud
wake up mia,
mummy is here now,
I whispered
everything is going to be okay I promise
pls wake up honey
we need to go home
ill make you a new dress
mia....
stop sleeping!!!!
I screamed and shook her with all my might
she was so light,
she was cold
she was stiff
she was dead
moments when she was alive flashed past my mind in the speed of light
I looked at her innocent being
I said nothing
the silence around me was deafening
there was not a living soul in that place
I looked around me and all I could see was
the fall of the human race in nature’s fury
I laid on the floor and wrapped her close to my heart
just like how a baby listens to the heartbeat of the mother in the womb
she listened to mine, lying cold on my chest
I started humming the lullaby I sang to her every night…
hmmmmm….mmmm….mm…..mm…….mmmmmm
I was trying my best to keep her warm
I wanted to cry
but I ran out of tears
that was the first time I looked at the sky that night
it was filled with stars
they were all watching over me
as if to assure me she was safe with them.
I would buy her a little gold coffin
I would dress her up in a flower dress
I would be able to let her go in the most beautiful way ever
compared to the infant that was caught in that tree
alone….I thought…..
I smiled back at the stars
and for once
I was going to be okay.
