SurviorA Poem by AriWorld War 2Survivor A survivor is made, in the dark days Time is on our side, where we reside Souls will fade, sinking into bays Will we die?
Suffocation, no breathing Sorry we’re not leaving Don’t care if I cut my arm bleeding It’s not leaving
It’s like walking into a dream So unlike what it seems And when you think it’s not as it seems You’ll wake up in a haze
They are killing all but you Coming up to say goodbye It’s nothing but the last of lives Can’t wait to end my time
You’ve got a way there? You’ll never escape This harsh of days Will we survive?
© 2012 Ari |
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