Laying Awake

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I remember I used to lay awake,

thinking about the bright blue glistening lake,

the trees, the grass, the emerald greenery,

I was in awe of my countries scenery.

That was a time long ago,

when flowers were free to bloom and grow,

now, not a bud can be found,

the land is bare, there is ruined ground.

Soil was fertile,

Crops could be seen from a mile,

but all that changed after a little while,

Angry men arrived and my house was blown apart,

By a missile, shaped like a dart.

It hit my home while my parents lay sleeping inside,

And I knew that no one would survive,

I stood and watched the men smile with joy,

How could they do this? I was a little boy.

I never truly understood how I was a threat,

I just wanted to live my life the right way, with no regrets.

But now I can't, I'm all alone,

I live in fear with no one to hold.

I wonder if I'll live to see my country happy,

for we are oppressed, and just want to be free.

Why did they do this to our honest people?

Why did our kindness appear so evil?

I remember I used to lay awake

thinking about the bright blue glistening lake,

but now that's dissappeared,

there's nothing left to take.