The Year's That Pass
In 1941
we weep
spoke little
He sang or rather he chanted
like them
that little town in Transylvania
cultured man ask
Why do I live?
Quickly forgotten
1943
1944
My throat was dry and the words were choking me
Thirsty
without foot
They ordered us to run
this terrible fire
Have mercy on me
possessed by some evil spirit
there was nothing outside
Don't waste your tears
fading into a fog
call out
to that
long
wanted
night
Mimi, your poem is really cool. I like how you put all the years in. I think your title is awesome.
ReplyDeleteMimi,
ReplyDeleteI loved your Poem! The dates made it really strong and your layout made a huge difference in how one would read your poem. The only thing you could do is watch what tense you want it to be read in. Although doing it from two peoples perspective was awesome. Good job!
-Mimi
Mimi,
ReplyDeleteThis is a really cool poem, I liked how you formatted it (especially with the years).
-Isabel