Tokyo Madness

Hello again, destruction, that strikes this time as an 8.8 magnitude on the bustling city of Tokyo. The rich city, the forward one where life progressed at fascinating measures, set backward now. People scurrying through any still standing streets, automobiles rushing down bridges waiting anxiously to be swallowed by the 10 meter high tsunami. You have indeed made your presence felt.

Ships and masts and homes and livelihoods, you have awakened those fears in people that slept silently in the centre of their souls. Fires raging through the city they called home, how many hours do we expect your company? How many families do we expect you will rip to shreds? How many years will you set us back by?

Power cuts across four million homes, no ways in which to escape this city that stands under pacific waters. This was my home, he thought whilst standing on the fifth floor of the parking. As white flags hang from several balconies, panic moves each heart and soul.

Sorry for your suffering. You have lost family, you have lost offices and history; you have lost faith. Yet you run for this thing called life, not knowing the real reason why.