I wake up to rubble all around
Smoke in the air and death on the ground
Ash in my hair and soot on my face
Sorrow rims my eyes that look around in a daze

But I get up and look at the flesh beneath my feet
I take one step forward as my heart skips a beat
It is hard to leave my past behind
To let go of my grief and start a new life

So, I take one step forward, away from my home
From my family, my friends, their blood and their bones
And another step, and one more
I march on to a new life
Rubble all around me but eyes filled with hope


~By Vrinda Rastogi, Amity International School, Noida


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