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Secrets of the Fatherland

November 5, 2019
By ac12191277 BRONZE, Chesapeake, Virginia
ac12191277 BRONZE, Chesapeake, Virginia
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Bones were everywhere

Death here, death there

Screams were made

Flesh was torn

That very night

My child was born

 

'Twas small and thin

She fit within

My arms

While we all fled

I held her near but still

I feared

The child would soon be dead

 

The monsters came 

They called my name

but I would never answer

I knew my pain was not in vain

Her father died of cancer

 

The village gone, we travelled on 

Through deserts and 

Through snow

We made it to the only place

My daughter's ever known


The author's comments:

This was written late at night when I was 13 years old. I'm not mentally ill; I promise. I just wrote what came to my mind.


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