Found+Poetry

__CLUELESS OF THE ENEMY__ The sweltering of the desert's heat Upon my face, my mind goes bleak. Questions, questions, a bundle of them Clutter my brain and in my head they swim. Is this my enemy? Is this my friend? I ask how many, how many wants me dead? Is "Happy shooting" happy when their eyes seem bright with glee? Are their smiles the fakest of all facades? Are their hearts filled with secret rage? I ask, I ask, can this not be changed?

My shots of bullets ring the sound of death. Have I, have I made a mistake? Was he my friend? Was he my enemy? Will my questions ever be answered? Because in my mind it all goes bleak. Written By: Timia Bethea Death is a One-Time Thing Go Ahead, take a bow. Are you happy?  You shot him dead. Did you ever think about his family, so full with dread? What if it was you, out there, all alone? Would you answer the door, or say "Nobody's home,"? Yeah, I know you, what you'd truly do. It's no mistake that the joke's on you. You're the Joker and I'm the Queen, Hurry up and say what you really mean.

The burning sun fills your eyes, who's to say it is your disguise? Dear desert of heck, do you hear me? The tears of blood rushing, can't you see? Go ahead, take your bow, I can't tell you if it's over now 'Cause I can't see, <span style="color: #ff5700; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px;"> I'm rolling deep,  <span style="color: #ff5700; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px;">catching a glimpse at all that weep,  <span style="color: #ff5700; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px;">their families are torn,  <span style="color: #ff5700; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px;">their friendships rot,  <span style="color: #ff5700; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px;">their sorrows are inhaled and caught with not a single word of good-bye,  <span style="color: #ff5700; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px;">Let me tell you why they're filled with dread,  <span style="color: #ff5700; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px;">'Cause I'm the one that you shot dead. <span style="color: #ff5700; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">By Meghna Gurung

<span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">War is a Place of....

<span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">Pain and Misery <span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">Did I just shoot my best friend or my worst enemy? <span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">How much misery is this ;could this be my own pain?

<span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">Friendships and Enemies

<span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">Oh my best friend just got shot by my worst enemy?

<span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">Hills and Mountains

<span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">Was that a hill? Where am I? <span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">What have I become? <span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">Where did I go?What was I?

<span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">People and Locations

<span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">Did I just see a body bag? <span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">Are we in Iraq? <span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">Who are my people? <span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">Who aren't my people

<span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">This the Definition of War

<span style="color: #4c993f; display: block; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; font-size: 120%; line-height: 23px; text-align: center;">By: Zachary Bell