I’m sad and depressed,

I wonder if this war will stop,

I hear bombs bursting,

I see kids crying,

I want the war to stop,

I’m sad and depressed.

I pretend I’m a firefighter,

I feel heat from the fire on my face,

I touch the warm ash on the ground,

I worry if Afghanistan is going to bomb us again,

I’m sad and depressed.

I understand why everyone is sad,

I say the war will end soon,

I dream this never happened,

I try to understand why this happened,

I’m sad and depressed.

By Brandi Lee

Lewiston Middle School