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Terror Is…©

Copyright 2015

By Felina Silver Robinson

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Thursday night lay my head on my pillow

Dreaming of what the next day would bring

I woke excited for all the new day would bring

Comforted by the voices of my loved ones

As I went about my day

Night fell before my eyes

Social media was suddenly ablaze

News of the Paris attack was before me

I sat terrified for those who await word on the status of their loved ones

I mourn those that are already lost

I fear for the lives of the hostages

I’m terrified of the reasons this tragedy came into play

Terror is now the feeling

That I’m no longer safe

Nor are the places

I sleep

Dine

Walk

or

Travel

Terror has further become the feeling

Of not knowing who our neighbors

or

Companions are

Feeling trapped

With no place to go

Not being able to say goodbye

To the ones that you love

Because someone else has taken your voice away

Terror is the feeling that someone else has won the right to take over your life

We must not let terror win!

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This poem is written in memory of all of those who lost someone

They know or love in the aftermath of the Paris tragedy of

Friday, November 13, 2015