Fire in the hall I scream when the bombs come flying down on our heads.
War has come to our homeland.
Enemies all around us trying to destroy the peace we have made.
They cannot stand that we are happy and they are not so they destroy our happiness with Bloodshed and tears.
Causing chaos in the street for the only purpose is trying to break us.
We will fight for our freedom like our forefathers have before us and when it's all said and done will come out on top.
And show the world when tragedy comes knocking we become stronger because we are a team with friends, family and strangers all fighting for the same purpose
And that is our freedom.
Poem By Shelby Kathleen Nightingale