and when the ashes fall upon the grass that remains smothered over by the lava of an ill-tempered eruption,
the only possible answer is the one that can never be taken,
the reversal of time,
to save the lives of those who now are encased in fiery positions of black glass, darkened reflections of light once radiating, now radiated, and no longer able to breathe...
and all that remains is a small seed of hope that it all can be rebuilt. for all the reasons cannot erase the destruction.
the bottom line is
and the news on the wire pleads - let's rebuild. i'm sorry, please, let's rebuild.