Speak for me
I am Luna, I was only Three,
this was what they done to me,
train ride with family,
no room to sit, only stand,
my legs so tired,
moma can you hold my hand?
No windows, I can't see out, all
the people all scream and shout, but,
only silence from me,
could someone please, speak for me?
through the cracks,
I try to see, everything that passes by me, I see tall trees,
grass blows in the wind, as we pass by,
so much thirst, my lips so dry,
legs so weak, can barely stand,
moma could you hold my hand?
this is what they done to me,
I am luna, was only Three,
tell everybody that you see,
tell them all, speak for me.
the wheels of the train,
sound so loud, when we stop, the
men in boots, begin to shout,
those with stripe suits, look down at the ground,
a terrible dog begins to growl,
they take my dad and brother away,
Mom and I, are led astray,
my legs are so weak, can barely stand,