Six Years Old
I went to a new school
When I was six years old
One day our teacher got a call
Hide. Is what we were told
Kids went under desks and into closets
Hide anywhere you can!
I couldn't think of where to go
I remember seeing a man...
I couldn't what was in his hand
But it made a great big sound
Then something hurt inside my chest
And I fell to the ground
Daddy stopped talking then
Mommy always cried
I'm not sure what happened that day
But I'm pretty sure I died.
This poem is about:
My country