Behind The Lines - Poem by Andromeda Ahmed123
There are lines, but i can't see them
reaching out..i hope to feel them
are they hot as Embers
or colder than a cruel heart of ice
should i reach not
if i listen would i hear them
what's that yelling
from where is that man shouting?
oh god..why are there women screaming?
carefully i get closer..i fear that i might cross the lines
A sound not clear
it's a child crying
why is it that his cry is the most difficult to hear? ?
Tears are falling i can feel the pain
...it can't be!
I've crossed the lines! !
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