The night was burning brighter than the day,

all that watched had nothing to say.

Their homes were destroyed and washed away

Leaving their souls to run and play

 

Notes and pictures flutter along by catching the attention of those too afraid to fly

Grounding them there, to stare and cry

Haunted by ghost of those left to die

 

Burning buildings created a light.

One we could follow until we saw the other side

Little did we know it was all a trap,

To steal our hopes and never give them back