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Jun 2018
Not of my body
Nor present form

But of my village I held so dearly
Watching my loved ones die 
As they scream
From the agony
Telling me to run

Tears mixed with ashes 
Fell
As I ran from the flame stricken home
Noting the distance I was as my greatest nightmare
Became my reality

The cave listened to my sobs 
Of many years
Until the dreaded say
I believed I was strong enough 
Came....

My village reeked of ashes and smoke 
The death killing all
My family's skeletons 
Shined bare within the dirt
Memories flashed
The dances 
The festival
The group happiness
.....all gone

The trigger was pulled 
To the gun that shattered my reality
The dance once
Of pride and freedom to the village
Encoded 
Beyond my furthest memories
As a distant tear
Rolled
Down
My cheek once more

Oh how so 
Like long ago
I cry in the name of my people 
I cry beyond their gravesite 
No longer covered
By ash 
But shadows of the, past 
I cry....
For the life I loved...
Gone back 
Into....ash
Written by
Raiven Everett
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