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This is a poem that I had to write for my English class. Basically, it's a poem of what I'm thinking as I board a train that will lead me and my family to an internment camp during the war. So. Yup.
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I sit down in my seat and let out a sigh
as the little girl across from me begins to cry.
I turn and look out the window
pretending I don’t hear the girls’ woe.
I don’t need anything more to bring me down
as the train slowly pulls away from our town.
I imagine the dark train’s exhaust
carries away my normal life, now lost.
My mother falls asleep beside me
dreaming of a time when we could be free.
I try to follow, and close my eyes,
but still can only hear the little girl’s cries.
-Jessie G-
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Posted by JessieG on 2008-02-28 02:11:21 | Rating: n/a | Views: 44
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