Tragedy

An old house was blown into a ravine at the edge of an abyss...Chaos, chaos, ...

Trapped and so desperate
To be free;
Problems surfaced
Which were not pleasing
To see.

Victims were still in the zone
Fighting to survive;
Resisting the hardships
Only to keep alive.

Just pain, distress and
The unbearable
Heat;
With no food to eat,
Only mere hunger
In the deep.

Many took turns to help
Though ideas were
Shifting
While others made strenuous
Efforts in assisting.

There was no way to ease
The discomfort
But everyone struggled
And put out
An effort.

Doors may now be opened
But then, no one could bank
On luck.
In time, things would
Have crumbled
And all access shut.