Frozen among the rubble

Do you know how it feels? To be frozen underneath a pile of rubble. I had a great realization; that although physically, many people are trapped under the rubble in Haiti, everyone is trapped in rubble. A rubble of doubt. We all have times when we can't express ourselves. We want to reach out, but the only person we feel right reaching out to is the person that you know can't listen. We are all frozen.