I sat upon a leaf,
Waiting out the rain,
The falling of the water,
Causes much disdain.
Huge drops of water,
Falling from the sky,
Can do a lot of damage,
To such a little guy.
Some rain drops,
About half my size,
Falling at such a rate,
Proves potential for my demise.
So I'll sit up on this leaf,
Waiting out the rain,
Dodging the falling water,
With no intentional complaints.
I've got a kindly friend or two,
As well as a nice home,
The planes have been coming more frequently now,
So I hardly notice the drone.
Now only for an instant,
Every thing's gone black,
A cloud of smoke in the distance,
Making its way back.
Rolling up toward the sky,
Making its way toward me,
I shudder and I try to hide,
Here upon my leaf.
Breathing's become difficult,
For an instant, there's a deafening sound,
There's a horrible silence,
Then the sound of things hitting the ground.
There's a brief period of nothing.
But the travel of the smoke,
Until it all clears away,
And what I see invokes
A feeling in me
I cannot describe,
A mixture of empathy,
A mixture of rage,
In the distance, there is nothing,
No longer any trees,
No longer any houses,
I cannot believe
Everything is gone,
The people, the town,
All I can see,
Is dirt, ground.
I was sitting on a leaf,
Just waiting out the rain,
But instead I witnessed,
The moment everything changed.
The day that they became nothing,
The day it all disappeared,
The day there was no one to speak,
The day there was nothing to hear.
The
Day
They
Won
The
War
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Submission Name: The Day They Won The War
