Little Angels Michele Kalish This poem is dedicated to the children and villagers who died in the earthquake Where have the little children gone? The rubble buried them and they are not to be seen. A cry in the dark, a little hand holding on. The mother's scream when they see a broken child. Is this a dream, a terrible dream? The villagers are gone and their homes too. How can nature do this to you? An earthquake with a powerful force buried them. Deep in the darkness with eyes closed. The sleeping Angels received their wings and arose. They flew to heaven to God's modest abode. The families will remember these brave little ones. Our hearts cry why? Why? Why? Did they have to die. © Michele Kalish – 2008 Hong Kong For a News Item on the Earthquake Tragedy , see: News of Chinese children [ Return to Index of Articles ] [ HOME PAGE ]