Tragedy Poem by Vanessa Kingsley

As the storm rages on and hope’s light is dimmed
The world carries on and doesn’t look in
Lives are lost and things are destroyed
Yet for some reason, help won’t deploy
Cries for mercy and screams of outrage are heard
So how is it we haven’t heard a word?
Why do we turn away?
Water seeps throughout our country.
Death is a daily routine on our streets.
But you just sit back and count your money
Tragedy can be hard to get over
But maybe the tragedy means it’s over
It means that the sun will shine
And then we can slowly appease our minds
It means that the good will come
That the fire’s done.
And in the end we’ve won.
Now we can learn from our mistakes
Then try to prevent it from repeating itself
Now we can look back on the past
And travel forward so that we can last
Sp child dry your tears and silence your sobs
The tragedy is almost over
Even if there isn’t a lucky clover.