We grew up together
And I saw every tear
Mine and yours
It’s what we shared
I watched over you
Whenever you went to sleep
And you did the same for me
Just to keep the monsters away
The adults were always there
But we were left behind
It never occurred to them
We always cried in our sleep…
Back in the day
Love used to be so simple
Scribbles and names across the pages
Back in the day
Hate used to be so simple
One word and a smile on our faces
Back in the day
Tree branches were the only thing we broke
Innocent lies were the only thing we told
Back in the day
Tag was a game we played
One touch into an honest chase
My favorite cup
Your favorite juice
My mom’s makeup
And your dad’s shoes
I want to go back to these days
I want to take you with me
I’ll show you the innocent love
And everything we could be
I remember that day
I remember it well
I was three years old
And you were only a month
People don’t understand why I miss you
Because in years I wasn’t that much
You died in my arms
A slow but painless death
The man wasn’t there
I was alone with my mom
We stood in the street
Waiting for someone to come
A stranger to be a savior
Or simply our ride to the hospital
The man wasn’t there
But a stranger was
I couldn’t cry
I had to be strong
For her-
For the dying child
And for my mom
I had to be strong for my mom
Because…
The man wasn’t there
I was alone with my mom
Through the doors we walked
Mom had some hope
But mine was lost
I was three years old
But I knew a month couldn’t bleed so much
And survive
That little creature was drained
And I knew
She was leaving us…
The man wasn’t there
I was alone with my mom
But then…
Then he came back
Mom needed a hug
Some kindness
Nothing more
Instead,
You showed her cruelty
Her heart swelled and her limbs were sore
I was three years old
In years, I wasn’t that much
But I remember every blue and every black
Every red and every loud
Cry my mom uttered
From a cruelty you chose to have
I was three years old
In years, I wasn’t that much
And I prayed for us to go back to that day
When the man wasn’t there
And I was alone with my mom…
I only have a few photos from my childhood
The rest are ashes now
They were destroyed along with our house
And my favorite chair
1996…
I don’t know why I feel shocked sometimes
Maybe I believe in the good nature of the human kind
A nature that ceased to exist
I used to believe-
I always believed…
Then they destroyed the only doll I had
And that’s when I stopped believing
2006…
It’s been nine years now
But the decapitated children-
The “collateral damage”-
Are still ashes
Buried and forgotten
2015…
I’m beyond that stage where my eyes-
The once innocent eyes-
Only see love and kindness
The reality is the only thing I see now
The hatred, the greed, the bullshit!
The bullshit they try to sell us
And fill our heads with
That’s why we’re killing each other
An agreement between our “leaders”
They want us to finish each other off
They want us to become slaves and robots to be controlled
I wish people would just stop and look…
It’s not about our religion
Not about our differences
It’s the weakness of our mind that allows their words-
Their lies to seep inside and entangle with our thoughts
2020…
So,
When are we going to stop it?
Moonchild Poetry 