Between Wooden Sticks

Posted Date: : Sep 9, 2007 12:31 PM

 

Stuck in the middle of a fallen building

Looking up as corners of brick chip down the ground

You don't hear a sound

Holes can be seen and gray skies reflect on broken glass

We are hear wondering what our families are doing

I hope my family stays strong and don't begin to crash

Ambulance sirens begin to roam around us

I just don't want anybody to forget about us

He were are trying to comfort each other with each others words

It's shocking how we come from two different worlds

Something just brought us together to save each other from this tragedy

I know we will got out of this eventually

With each others past struggles we know nothing else can take us down

Just look around..

Too much things left to discover and to experience

But then again..we have to get out of this