Shhhhhh

Quite child,

be silent

they can hear us in the dark

Quite please,

they'll find us

I can hear the devil dogs bark

Quite down

they'll grab us

and confine us in a place

It's quite now

they've got us

I fear I'll never see your face

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741