Piece keeping

The chronicler was absent that day
Else In that blue letter pad
he would have listed
the things that were lost.

As the cameras flashed
There would be speck of light
In every one's eyes.

Reporters argued for this
To be a moving story
More moving than others they said.

Storytellers wandered in the rubble
Picked up their next piece
And gave empathy.

Painters, yes, they took time
But they came with the canvas
To crayon the place.

That was how
Piece keeping was done.