It seems dull
Like nothing is left
Like the browns and blacks and grays
Never held anything at all
But the place is filled with emotion
Pain
Despair
The smallest flicker of hope
Dieing out slowly
Disappearing into thin air
Air filled with the dust and ash from a brutal bombing
The echoed cries of people attempting to stay alive
And failing
The streets dead silent
Buildings reduced to nothing but piles of rock
All thoughts of hope
Gone
Like so many people you love
Just gone
And maybe
You wish you’d gone with them