ColvenComp1RoughPoem

John Colven ** Survive **  Life would be pretty easy, if you weren’t me, Because my life is death as far as your eyes can see. I bet you’ve never been forced to kill your own mother, Or watch men slaughter your own brother. I watched my father get stabbed in the chest, My life is not a good one, I must confess. You probably have police there to protect you, While I run every day with no safe place to go to. I wish I was able to leave this horrid place for good, I’d fly a plane out of here if I could. But I’m stranded here and that’s not going to change, And I’m afraid I will be overcome by my rage. My will to go on is slowly fading away, <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">But I feel my diligence will surely pay. <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">It has to; I don’t know how long I can stay alive, <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">I need help if I expect to survive.