Dear god 11/11/02

I sensed the pain that tore at them,
You were numb.
I looked into their red anguished eyes,
You were blind.
I heard how each intake of breath stung,
You didn't listen.
I was the one, who had to crawl in between people's feet
just to get a last glimpse,
Not you!
I felt my feet give way at seeing the empty stretcher lifted
up vertically in the air,
You didn't flinch.
I tasted dry hints of earth in my mouth and nose
As the fresh grave was sealed.
Dear god, will we ever heal?