Falling stars

Fri, 09/13/2019 - 08:31 -- Nacim

They wish they were stars, but that's far from the truth. 

Those falling lights are not children proof. 

They live in a world, surrounded by offenders. 

Their parents are following their commanders. 


What do we do? They are full of lies. 

Everyone knows about these children but provide no advice. 

Their voices are screaming, and they can see no longer. 

Their pain has suddenly gotten stronger, 

Goddamn it! the children can not see.

They are wishing to be finally free. 


But there is no freedom in this land of stars. 

There are only people taken by mysterious cars. 

Now the children wait for the rainbow after the rain, 

but how come all they feel is pain?


Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
My country
Our world


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