Free Andre Poem by Stephen Kiernan

Free Andre



It's been a month now.
He hasn't come home.
I've been waiting for some time.

Mom talks about how his plane got hijacked,
She is always crying.

I remember how he always had to go to the doctor at 12: 00.
I remember he used to stick his head in his bag and smoke would come out,
That poor misguided soul.

I told him
I told him
I told him not to go to Germany

Tuesday, October 13, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,germany
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Andre Nicola is an innocent young man who was captured for no reason in Germany and is currently being held in a Syrian prison. This is my first real poem, but I just wanted to bring awareness to the topic. You can find much better poems fighting to free Andre on Sonia Nicola's poemhunter account, as she is a professional poet.
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