Child of War
TV turns on
Mommy and Daddy crying
Why are you crying?
Hush now sweety,
We're watching the news.
Volume goes up
A sea of noise fills my ears
In big words on the screen is
"Attack on America"
People crying, screaming, running
Sirens everywhere
Black smoke fills the sky,
An evil cloud of despair.
Fire, people wearing masks
Streets hazy with smoke.
An airplane flies through the sky
Straight into a building
Fire everywhere, more smoke
People screaming, crying,
Getting louder and louder.
I watch the screen
I hear Mommy cry out
I watch the two tall buildings fall
Mommy's crying harder
So is Daddy.
I keep hearing the same words
Over and over again.
Terrorists, terrorists, terrorists.
Then a man's face comes on the screen
The leader of the "terrorists"
Osama bin Laden,
The man who led the attack
On my home.
That was 9/11/01.
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Child of War
PoetryWhen I was ten years old my dad was deployed to go serve overseas in Iraq. This story is for all the people that have shared the same experience. Not many people can understand what it is we go through. Hopefully this will give them an idea.
