After the raids

My friends and I just sat and stared.

Crushed and broken.

Smouldering in the smoke filled air.

We were "Kids"

The bombs had dropped.

City on fire.

No water, no power, no roads!

What's going to happen to "US"

We just sat, and sat for a very long time.

Where was mum!

Where was dad!

Are they safe......

Tears ran down our face

We held hands, and wished

Wished the world was a better place!

We looked at each other and said.

"It will be one day"