Miami Lullaby
Snug in their beds, they’re all asleep.
Some dream light dreams. Others dream deep.
Suddenly, they spin through the dark.
Shadows follow without a spark.
Where are they now? We want to know.
Worries and doubts begin to grow.
Rescuers work from night to dawn.
Afraid that many will be gone.
This tragedy has touched our hearts
Oh, the humanity! Not just charts.
We bless the victims come what may.
No one should face this kind of day.
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But you have brought the story to light with all its
humanitarian consequences..
This is a fine and sensitive tribute to those who lost their lives…
Diana…🌈
And for me, it's my preferred way of dying because it happened all in an instant. While there so for gaps in the rubble that would support surviving life, the size of the rubble, would suggest there are no voids and that the residents were immediately crushed at the bottom of their fall. They would certainly feel the fall and the pressure of, perhaps, the ceiling coming down on them, but it would last but an instant before they were dead.
Finally, I have to assume that most of the residents were retired from their work life and elderly. But certainly, the children and young adults did not get to live their full lives.
I am cheering the searchers. They are my kind of hero.
Ron
We cannot change the past, but a few gifted writers can help
us get beyond the pain. You have done that so well.
Sandie