Living with Mother Nature's Bruise
We turned to each other when we heard on the news
Our daughters place
of work, enduring mother nature's bruise
She worked on an island now
swamped with wrath
To her we now travel to retrace her last path
To
go there blind never knowing if she breathes
Thoughts think the
worst as we subconsciously grieve
Our daughter, our life, as we make
plans to depart
Facing hours of torment as our minds tear apart
To
this island we head where she enjoys life to the full
Thinking back
to her young years, learning in school
This paradise as she calls it,
in the Indian Ocean
Our minds picture, her love to live notions
We
step of the plane into a world far from home
Praying we find her,
dead or alive, to never roam
To the north of the island, Aceh is it's name
Is this where
we find her, with no one to blame
We reach the village, it's
where our daughter calls home
Teaching the youngsters English along
the beaches they combed
We wander dazed and confused, joining the
crying and the grieving
Emotional rescuers surround us, they just
keep on believing
Hand in hand we stare hoping, as our eyes
glimpse the lost
Our daughters not there, as we join the emotional
exhaust
Suddenly I feel a tugging on my sleeve
Lady lady, you my
teachers mama, come with me please
Looking down, my eyes
cascading with tears
A beautiful young girl, momentarily relieving my
fears
Lady lady, please please, come with me please
To a
makeshift hospital she takes us, our hearts so in unease
To a door we arrive, she cries, mama's teacher mama's teacher
As she is
led away by the hospital preacher
We are greeted by a doctor, taken
through corridors of death
The relieving earlier felt, now replaced
by inner reft
The
stench of death drifts, lost souls we feel crying
Resonating sounds
echo, the last breaths of the dying
Cubicle after cubicle, every
curtain our hearts run
In broken English, is she the one, is she the
one
The second curtain from the last, the doctor once again opens
Despair
and tears increase, parents lost in their hoping
Before us lies, a
broken twisted bandaged soul
The tattoo on her ankle, I cry
Nicole, it's our Nicole
Engulfed with emotions our cheeks streaming with tears
Viewing the earlier posters, parents losing their fears
Living this moment, realising their daughter has lived
As we look back to the pictures, knowing families are sieved
Words we will remember until the day we are gone
That moment we heard, is she the one, is she the one