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

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