He aha te mea nui? He tangata. He tangata. He tangata.

by Dom on February 28, 2011

The Garden City buckled,

Buildings scalped and flayed.

Otautahi. Our city in ruins.

The city of churches crumpled,

Its battered heart on display.

Icons razed to rise again.

Roads torn and twisted,

Mangled suburbs heaving.

Around four avenues of pain.

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