Hope In Horror Poem by Rebecca Marie Parkinson

I remember once upon a time
When skys were blue and grass was lime
Our children and laughed and all were pleased
To live in a world that wasn’t diseased

This was many years before
I shuffled through the gates and door
The dirt path forward to horrors untold
To watch death and work with cold

Never in the history has there been
A tyrant and terror like I have seen
All friends are dead and family lost
For our people it is the greatest cost

The ruler of our land cares not
Desires us all in the ground to rot
His hatred claims our lives every day
And nothing to stop it can we do or say

Yet still through all this I have hope
I shant be taken by gas or rope
Beyond barbed fences and steel doors
Lies my home buried deep in the moors

Below my feet lie many dead
Who worked then defied to save my head
In our lives we sacrifice for each other
Anything to save a child and mother

I can see no happy end in sight
Yet this will not stop my fight
A fight to hope, to live, to dream
Of a world where there is no cause to scream

My time will soon be here
And I will not shed a single tear
As I walk I see them crowded there
Tired and saddened but they still care

One last look before I leave
A desperate shove at the door and a heave
To escape from this misery and all these lies
Tightly, I sigh and shut my eyes

These woeful days have been mine
Where a human has crossed the barbarous line
My loved one’s smiling faces
Are all I see as I leave with graces

I remember once upon a time
When skys were blue and grass was lime
The sun and freedom never mattered
Until the day our world was shattered