I was watching an old movie from Japan
About a dinosaur bird on a destructive rampage
When the phone rang.
It was my friend Jeff, who had lost his family
In a highway accident a year before.
I paused my movie to talk to Jeff.
He said he was still struggling,
Unable to focus on his work,
That he missed his little son and two daughters,
And the talks he had with his wife Marianne,
After the kids had gone to bed
And I nodded and said the empathetic things
But all the while my finger was on the pause button,
Waiting to see what would happen to Tokyo.