Does Anybody Out There Hear Me?

I'm a child in a war torn country.

  Flaring bombs are close around me.

I can hear their terrible sound. 

Hiding myself here underground.

My hungry body is weak.

I drag myself to a hole to take a peek.

Fear runs through my bones.

Terror please soon be gone.

Blood stains on the ground.

Dead bodies lie all around.

I can smell the stench.

It makes my little stomach wrench.

I cover my ears to stop the roaring sound.

When earth rumbles as tanks roll by.

Fire falls from the sky.

When will it all end?

Can I ever go home again?

My parents are gone.

I know not where.

Does anyone out there even care?

What's to become of me?

Will there be a country left to see?

I cry, wondering if I will make it through the night.

How long must I stay hidden down here out of sight?

Do you feel my fears?

Do you see my tears?

Does anybody out there hear me?

Copyright  ©   Susan Elaine Graves