My footsteps follow
path of people to the gates
behind them, they wait
On the other side
my eyes detect a long line
they fear invasion
And now, suddenly
the words of a man surface
I predict events
It is now I know
when the gates open, they will
shoot and take the land.
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War of Cities
شِعرWhat's left of the U.S. after the initial fighting is broken down into large cities. Resources are limited. 11-year-old Sura is caught in the middle of the mess-- there's violence in the streets and her Papa's gone away to fight. Hear about the horr...
