war, destruction, refuge
taken in shelters, if
you are lucky to stay alive

children in tears,
mothers exhausted hiding their fears,
trying to survive

she heard it said, to
leave your heart
behind

have faith, that
one day you shall return to
your ‘abandoned’ kind

until then, memories
linger, burning; unsure if
luck is what kept her alive

slightly unhinged, or
stupidly naive, hoping…
still…

that somewhere else
lives a better,
Humankind

– Andrea Damic