I don't have a title for this. It's short Haven't finished it off but here is a taste of what i have coming. Hope you all like it.
As i lay there helplessly in the red desert,
Under the burning sun,
Flies eating me alive,
I hear loud footsteps banging on the sand,
Soldiers laughing and chanting,
Then i see big black hardcapped boots falling on the earth,
Sand flowing from under them,
Carried by the wind and freely flow into my eyes,
Like a million small sharp pieces of glass piercing into my eyes,
The soldiers march right passed me,
I am scared,
I can't move,
I want to shout out for help but my lips won't move,
I want to cry but my eyes are dry,
My body is numb and so is my mind,
The outline of my body buried in the sand,
It won't last for long,
Being printed over by the wheels of tanks, humvees and footsteps of rapists,
I am an eight year old boy,
I should have lived longer,
Now i'm just an untold story,
An innocent haunted soul that painly passed away.
Edited by Ramo, 22 November 2007 - 08:04 AM.