i lay on my bed
comfortable and warm
A lamp sits on the nightstand -
bright enough to cast a warm,
shadowy glow across the room; Light
enough for me to read a book
and write my journal pages.
Tonight i think of those
without even a blanket,
let alone a bed
without electricity
or toilet to flush
their crumpled earth
and washed out land
of broken lives,
and loved ones lost -
the people of Japan
Then i cry,
and hope
and pray
the Rising Sun
will shine again
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