Y// Mama Cried Poem by Aufie Zophy

I saw my mama cry
I did not know why

One afternoon, I wanted to play outside
But what seemed so natural and right
Became as if it was a sin, overnight
No playing outside, to the home confined.

I saw my papa cry
I did not know why

Next, we were on a boat at sea so wide
It seemed like an endless boring ride
Smelly, crowded, no place to hide
Hungry, thirsty, tired, every thing tight

I saw my mama cry
I saw my papa cry
I was sobbing too.

Next, staying in a camp was our plight
No room for me, still could not play outside
My brother had become ill, proper care denied
Limited food and drink, days later he died

I saw my papa cry
I saw my mama cry
I was sobbing too.
My crying was loud.
I was shouting it out.