The moisture on the wall creeps down onto the stained-glass windows
A child’s tear drips, falling as raindrops
While watching his father
His father
Trapped with fear
Frightened of death
Not for himself
But for his family
For his child
For those who do not seek Him first
This child cries
Watching his father
Fighting for his life
Trapped inside one of the Holiest places
Where does he go from here?
How can I help?
I can’t
There is nothing left
No father
No family
No hope
But there is hope
There is God
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I enjoyed reading this poem very much; it is a very saddening piece yet it proves there is light at the end of the tunnel there is always hope. Right from your layout and your wording really show light and darkness as one.
Brienna
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Just a small tip before I leave a comment on your poem but when writing try to use punctuation such as comma's and full stops to emphasize flow and emotion
The detail within this piece has a strong message of how there is pain within life but how there is als hope and a light that will help us. it detailed so much that it really grips the reader to think about what you have written. a wonderful write
Charlotte
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