Two Alive, One DownA Poem by Nirupama.HPlease tell me what you think about this poem :)Two Alive, One Down Only yesterday, the sun shined bright ; And beneath the clouds, the birds took flight. Only yesterday, I sat in my class ; And during recess, played in the grass. But later that night, the bombs were dropped ; The sound so loud, our hearts stopped. All had changed, changed utterly ; My village shook, torn bitterly. The factory was burnt, the sheep dead ; The engulfing smoke, the people fled. Throughout the day, mother just cried ; Awaiting father's return, until her tears dried. When evening came, she filled our bag ; We hurried past the pole with the tattered flag. "Where is father? " I ask, her lips frown ; Mother and daughter - Two alive, One down. Mother shut my eyes, as we stumbled past the town ; " It's too bad out here ! " she said, holding my gown. Amidst her fingers, I saw the town red ; Men, children and animals alike, Dead . Mother looked ahead, sobbing loudly ; Maybe she was scared she'll see father's body. As we neared the street where the living met up ; We were handed some bread, milk and a cup. I picked up a pebble , clenching it tight ; And looked at it throughout our journey by flight. Help was here, we were safe now ; Mother and daughter - Two alive, One down. © 2015 Nirupama.H
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