Wednesday, November 19, 2008

To Be Afraid


To be taken away
From your home

To have everything
Stripped from you

To be separated from family
To be mistreated

To live in fear
Every day

Thinking you just might die

To think someone could
be so violent

And treat people like animals
To think
Every day is my
Last day
-J.J.E.

1 comment:

lb said...

Dear J.J.E., Your poem is very moving~partly, because of its sparse, stripped-down form. It's as if there is no where to hide from the fear. The short phrases tell the truth without covering it up with fancy language that might cover up the horror. Your word choice adds to this feeling..."stripped", "separated", "mistreated", "violent", "animals"..each thrusts home the fear. Amazing!