Under the debris, I hear a boy crying.
Under the mud, I hear a mother screaming.
Under water, I see a father struggling.
Under grief, I hear a girl lamenting.
A day ago, a boy was playing.
A day ago, a mother was cooking.
A day ago, a father was working.
A day ago, a girl was studying.
A week ago, a boy was hugging his mother.
A week ago, a mother was ironing her daughter’s cloths.
A week ago, a father was fixing a table.
A week ago, a girl was skipping classes.
A month ago, a boy was asking his dad to get him a toy.
A month ago, a mother planned to attend a cooking course.
A month ago, a father was promoted.
A month ago, a girl was discussing her future.
A year ago, a boy was born.
A year ago, a mother went shopping.
A year ago, a father was rejoicing.
A year ago, a girl entered an esteemed college.
Ratnam 2007
Christian Eliab Ratnam
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-so-brief/
