Another Ending
Here they are, the soft eyes open;
To be scared with war and doomed to sleepless nights.
The eyes now hard with fear and persecution-
Overpowered with darkness, losing all light and life.
Then the Sun begins to shine;
The heat starts to vanish the darkness from night.
The eyes show Blue, Green, and Gold-
With love and kindness, they go back home.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world