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As I Stand in the Middle of the Street

June 2, 2015
By Camila123 BRONZE, Shenzhen, Other
Camila123 BRONZE, Shenzhen, Other
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This is not what I asked for
This is not a great life
Have you seen my friend Zack?
I think he died in war

I look towards the sky
The grey ash covers my eyes
He won’t find his way back

Maybe the flames caught his eye
He was carrying a gas pipe
When i saw him for the last time

All we used to be
We cannot be

Terrified everyday, I hide my face
Praying to God every single day

I'm here
You're there

Your children wear nice clothes
Mine wear fear everyday
You hug your loved ones goodbye
I hug mine truly for the last time

As I stand in the middle of the street
I do not wish to live
I do not wish to die
I capture the moment
It might be my last

Have you seen my daughter?
She is nowhere to be found
I hid my son
He wont take part in this war
He hid too well, way too far

People die everyday
My loved ones are in a better place

As I stand in the middle of the street
I do not wish to live
I do not wish to die
I capture the moment
It might be my last

It all happens too quickly
It was all very dark

There is my daughter
that beautiful smile
I’ve found my son
Not scared anymore

We reach up, with no end and no God
I stand there with them hand by hand
As we walk towards my friend Zack


The author's comments:

I wrote this poem after seeing a picture of a young man in war.


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