once I fell into
an irrigation canal
I hadn’t learned to swim yet
and the bars that blocked
large objects
from being pulled underground
for many miles
were 10 feet away
I wasn’t a large object
I was 8
frantically I clawed at the bank
which crumbled again and again
falling into the water with me
I was slowly moving downstream
as I tried
to escape.
My heart raced
as I fought both to
stay afloat
and be free
my brother
and friend
stood still,
in shock
as my head bobbed
in and out of the water
gasping for breath
it’s either
sink or swim,
alone
I swim
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow. I had chills. There is a lot of suspense in this and I like how you left the ending, for the reader to finish in their separate ways.