Air Strike

They hid in the low places.

Sheltered amongst the ashes of their once beautiful home.

The roar of the planes, shook the rabble around them.

Fear enveloped their bodies.

She looked down at her daughter’s tear streaked face and kissed her softly on her forehead.

She held her close.

There were only two of them now.

The air strike took away everything

She loved.

Her husband, her son, her grandmother.

Now it’s just the two them.

She will protect her now.

They just have to make it out alive.


Published by Kim V Poetry

I've always had a passion for writing. In this crazy world that we live in, I find my solace in made up words and make believe stories. Let's escape into the void and forget about it all just for a moment or two.

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