Prologue to this Blogue


So then as follows are my duties here,
To often post up interesting things,
And if I can find none of those, ne'er fear,
I shall make up a number of doings,
To lend to your imaginations wings;
And if my scansion doth destroy your brain,
I can but lift my hands, and grasp and wring,
In anguish at the thought of causing pain,
When all I wanted was to please the lofty brain.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

China Quake

The Quake in China drawing to an end,
'midst mourning and 'midst public shows of grief;
In Sichuan the rescue teams still wend,
And hope that they can give some small relief,
In order to relieve the heavy grief,
That's felt by victims and by those still trapped;
And in the public eye the nation's Chief,
Thanks donators with all their sources tapped,
As China shows the world that in some things it's apt.

The rescue teams from many other lands,
As well as those from not so far afield,
Search through the ruins with a noble plan:
To dig through rubble, and to make it yield,
To get survivors out and have them healed;
And wearily to take the hapless dead,
And bury in mass graves while watchers reel,
And mourn their loved ones 'midst the earth's bloodshed;
While words of horror form but must remain unsaid.

1 comment:

Jane B. said...

I'm glad Richard and his wife weren't in the area of the quake. Just another year or so and he'll be back. *nuzzles*