Widespread Damage

The reporter says
there is widespread damage
and someone is shown wailing
beside some rubble.

But they are right
about the spread.
Most of us are damaged
in some way.

And stand by
our smashed lives,
reduced to crying,
numbly in the rain.

Where we are jostled
by walking wounded,
overwhelmingly
all around.

Asking for help for
pity's sake.
Until you have to sob
"Can't you see I'm damaged too?"