All this mess I'm depressed
Heart's full of emptiness.
Just years nineteen
Jessica has seen
And she's in pain
Wounded.
God forgive our sins.
We insane wish to change.
No more, sorrow no more sufferings.
Guide us in our hard times, O Lord!
Let teenagers pain me mine.
Her innocence shines --
through our remorse.
The brave child dared
the enemy on their grounds.
Awesome job!! I love your work=D keep writing!
This poem speaks so much. I think we all feel her pain and the pain of the loss of those who will not return. My prayer is, their sacrifice and her pain were not in vain, and the people they were there to liberate have patience as it will take time to undo 30+ years of tyranny and damage.
Hugs and Peace
HK