Aftershock
By james a. galgano
Where destiny's doorstop now ajar allowing in inclement doom
Beneath every storm cloud and quake a tsunami reaches shore
Washing over all unsuspecting victims hoping for salvation's light
To guide their weary souls to shelter beyond each impatient tune.
Whose lyrics of worry echo from within each shadow unexplored.
As recovery carries forward slim hopes some have survived its plight
Lingering within each passing hour for loved ones lost within slim proximity.
Of each aftershock, which follows where worry wanders helplessly contrite.
In fear of all who have fallen victim never to be uncovered alive hopefully