Where to begin
of such ends …such ends.
A confluence of events…
and a town is gone.
Yet another place that ISN’T …anymore.
Fire on a California scale
worst of the century…
and the Media is just crickets.
Go fund me’s? – silence
Red Cross Pleas – silence
Doctors, supplies… silence.
Government aid and supplies? Biden “No Comment”,
A final visit – a joke on how hot the ground still was.
The area is cordoned off by fence (newly emplaced) and curtained as well… a lot of money and labor went into that and victims still remain in and of the ash. Mustn’t pause or stop or see or question any how or whys …or even to cry. No journalists allowed, nor pics to view. No memorials. No answers …just crickets worldwide.
Maui… Lahaina a past capital
incinerated… ashes to ashes.
The school district reported 3100 children
sent home to be alone.
More than two weeks – 2,000 still missing –
and they’ve a name for each number. Quite for real.
A FIRE so fierce barely bits survived…
And yet living weeds NEXT to melted trunks?
The power first off – yet in places stayed on.
No warning sirens sounded, no TV/phone alerts, no evac,
calls or orders, no bull horns or officials riding the roads.
The water turned off, police barricaded the two exits
and turned would be survivors back upon themselves
and those cars WERE immolated ON THE ROAD
where they stood – occupied by victims, DNA found.
115 the governor’s total and 335 still unfound
and yet 2,000 “missing” children – named and recorded
by their empty schools. And the silence echoes LOUD.
Relief was unallowed
– people snuck in what they could.
Victims jumped into the ocean
and the sea carried many away.
Tears whisper as the waves lap the shore…
for all the little souls – walking their island,
lost and forever alone…
and only the silence cares.
(C) Chris Twyford 9/2/2023