![]() Going to "Camp"A Poem by Honey![]() dang, why do all of our english books have fires in them!?![]() This room is too dark, and the air is thick But it travels on wheels; it’s moving, and quick I miss my family, but I still have my son And I am surrounded by everyone " “Oh dear God! Do you see those flames?” They look at me sadly, “She has gone insane…” No I am just fine, but they don’t understand What it is that waits for us in other lands “I see a fire! Jews, listen to me!” “She is crazed from thirst, obviously.” I continue to scream, and holler, and shout But they just don’t get what I’m talking about They tie me up, and hit me on the head “Don’t let her yell, Let us get some peace instead!” "Wait, what was I thinking about before? That’s right I missed my family. Now I want them more I want to hold them all in a tight embrace And bestow loving kisses on every face But instead I’m stuck on this train I wonder if I’ll see my husband again When I do I’ll" “Look! Again! It’s the fire!” They shake their heads at me; they think I’m a liar Or consumed by some evil, or simply insane, I guess I’m just standing here, shouting in vain Now they tie me up again, angrier than before They say, “She’s not the only one. I can’t take it anymore!” Until we reach the camp, in the corner I’ll sit They don’t want the truth, or any of it Soon we see chimneys rising into black skies “See? See the fire?” No, they weren’t lies. © 2011 Honey |
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