SuperDot69
BTDT
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- Feb 18, 2001
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Life After Death
The dawn has set upon us,
The cries of people all around.
The wreckage and ash sprinkled,
All upon the ground.
They did this wrong for their beliefs.
Killing for their pride.
Our people wish to retaliate.
We're all scared many more will die.
In a land where we are free,
We feel like little trapped creatures,
Waiting for our deaths.
Much anger and hate surrounds us,
As we question and ponder our fate.
We wonder what our people will do.
Will they choose the right course?
Or will they make a choice,
That will only bring worse?
Most of us have lost loved ones.
We are scared to know who survived.
Our love goes out for all around us,
In this time that we are low.
Will it stop or will it continue?
Are we to find an end?
In this, our little country,
Where they sacrifice our land.
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this poem was written by my little sister, aged 17 yrs. I thought it suited the events of the past week and encompassed the feelings of our nation at this time....
The dawn has set upon us,
The cries of people all around.
The wreckage and ash sprinkled,
All upon the ground.
They did this wrong for their beliefs.
Killing for their pride.
Our people wish to retaliate.
We're all scared many more will die.
In a land where we are free,
We feel like little trapped creatures,
Waiting for our deaths.
Much anger and hate surrounds us,
As we question and ponder our fate.
We wonder what our people will do.
Will they choose the right course?
Or will they make a choice,
That will only bring worse?
Most of us have lost loved ones.
We are scared to know who survived.
Our love goes out for all around us,
In this time that we are low.
Will it stop or will it continue?
Are we to find an end?
In this, our little country,
Where they sacrifice our land.
-------------------------------------------
this poem was written by my little sister, aged 17 yrs. I thought it suited the events of the past week and encompassed the feelings of our nation at this time....
