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No Man's Land

Poetry By: Iskah E Shirah
Poetry


When my family went to war against itself.


Submitted:Jan 27, 2013    Reads: 19    Comments: 4    Likes: 4   


Screaming,
Pounding,
Does anybody hear me?

Suffocating,
Drowning,
Against the tide I'm struggling

Fighting,
Dividing,
My family tears around me

They're siding,
Sides solidifying,
I find myself caught in the in-between

Exploding,
Bombarding,
Every shot reverberating

The blasting,
The shelling,
No man's land is ugly

Mediating,
Failing,
This Switzerland is bleeding

Crying,
Falling,
Gunshot wounds from those who loved me

Raging,
Aching,
In their own pain they're destroying me

The tormenting,
The questioning,
How can I choose between!?

Loving now is
Misery
I can't pick sides, can't fight against family

They're resting-
Now reloading
My eyes shut tight as the next round blasts around me

Collapsing
Praying
Screaming to the One who can stop their warring

Pausing,
Listening-
An empty sky of silence in reply to me

Finally
Surrendering
The fighting is too much, I can't go on in this icy hell of in-between





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