Where is My Mother?
I find myself with no family because they are gone

Where is my Mother?
Where is my Father?
Within a dark car,
I clung to my bear.
All around me
Fear and Despair.
The sounds of cold iron,
Screaming along a line,
Like a thread waiting to break,
Will this one be mine?
A man opens the door,
Speaks in another tongue,
Shouts at us to get out.
Feet hit cold white powder,
And above black smoke
Billows from screams that get louder,
I want my mother.
Where is my mother?
Why are we here?
What have we done?
Are we going to disappear?
Move the guard says,
I look up to a white cloudless sky,
a small gray piece lands in my hand,
I touch it,
it fades away,
And leaves a remnant.
Something that was taken,
I want my mother.
Mother?
Mother where are you?
About the Creator
Arthur Caliga
"I was a boy when I first realized that the fullest live liveable was a poet's"-Wilfred Owen.
I am a voice within the unknown; I started writing when I was very young. My dream is to become a full-time writer like Walt Whitman and Owen.




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