Leaving Soon Poem by Jessica Mackey

Leaving Soon



My papaya tree still stands tall,
Thunder booms in the background.
Almost everyone is still alive.
Our city is crumbling.
The debris stretches for miles around.
Then just beyond that, the war.
Thats the only light.
Everything else is pitch black.
We are in Vietnam.
It WAS great, but now...

We are hiding in our half destroied house.
Cold, hungry, and waiting for them to come
load us onto the boat going to peace.
Im sitting with our only blanket on top of me.
Across the street, I see another family.
Their house worse than ours
But I can only see their eyes.
Theres are foot steps behind our house,
And now a shadow.
He has a gun.

I'm with my two brothers and my mother.
Brother Matthew was in school with me,
Brother John is an engineer,
And brother Eric is in the army with dad.
Missing in action.
My mother must stay home and sew.
Boom.
I remeber when we all went to the festival of flowers.
So colorful,
So beautiful.

The man comes around the corner,
And tells us to follow him.
We start to run,
We have to get to the boats...
BOOM.
I fall to the ground. I'v been shot.
Brother John picks me up and we keep going.
Mother is now crying.
Boom, boom, boom.
Just in time. We enter the boat.

Not many are hurt this baddly, so I am priority.
Brother Matthew askes about the other family.
They were killed.
The boat starts to move.
We are finally safe.

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