Trapped in haite

Under ground i lay,buried traped all around decay
bodies motionless,the dead the dying the living
trapped we are motionless,help us trapped we are
cant anyone hear us

Exhusted are bodies cry out with hunger thirst trapped we are
wanting to be into the light we cry out for are freedom help us cure are thirst and hunger
Are cries of help not heard trapped we are
the day began as normal then the earth shock are bodies shock

buildings falling on top of us help help trapped in these small dark hollows in the ground buried to my waist in this tiny space
cant move my arms legs my bones racked with pain broken trapped am i in this tiny space freedom calls but am ignored help help free me form this space
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
what it must be like to be trapped

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Comments (2)

jazzy75
wayne34 - thoughtful poem...thanks for sharing.
Ladybee42
you do dark well wayne....wow wine
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