After the storm, when everything’s battered:
Bleeding, twisted, broken and shattered.
The only next step is to pick ones self up;
Make a space, build a fire, help a friend, share a cup.
Tomorrow will come, and the Sun will still rise
To shine light on the aftermath – hope never dies.
Be not overwhelmed nor your efforts decrease,
But keep hope in your heart, work for good, call for peace.