Alarm

The siren blares through the night
  sending its sound all around
Coming and going down the road
  first near then far, then more
Join in the song of mourning
  because someone is hurt,
Someone is dying, someone is
  losing all they possess
And even what they don't, it is
  the work of the city,
The strangeness in the country,
  the awareness of needing
To stop and pray, wait and be
  just to listen to its wail
Acknowledging its sorrow released
  into the dark night, waiting
Always waiting for it to move
  farther along in healing