Imagine having to run,
Have they won?
The bombs that go off,
A daily occurrence, the cough,
The cough of smoke,
Everyone around you, all your folk,
Frightened to leave the house,
As the terrorists walk as quiet as a mouse,
They walk wherever, whenever,
They are in charge, they think they can change the weather,
They don’t know or care about you,
Your son, he knows what he needs to do,
He knows he needs to protect families,
He will be the saver, the Hercules,
Your son has a gun,
He knows what needs to be done.
The scared faces of the town,
As he steps up, he deserves a crown,
The tears of anger
He sees the commander,
Stood in one spot,
The pistol is shot.
About the Creator
Rachael Storey
Hi all ; I have been writing since I was young. I write all the time, when I write, I can’t think about anything other than the words flowing from my mind onto the page, all my emotions run out dancing to the rhythm.
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