Please, Be Back..
-Sumaiah Ismail 
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It's been hours since they left,
I await, sitting on a floor that is cleft,
I wait not for a garment or toy,
Her embrace gives me joy.
He keeps telling me to aim high, 
Her voice is my lullaby,
They should be back by four-thirty,
What keeps them away for 'eternity'.
I run to my grandma hurriedly,
Who answers the phone call worriedly.
'Where is my mama?'
I ask her,
'Where is my papa?'
I enquire her,
Collapsing down completely,
She starts to sob inconsolably,
With a trembling voice that is weak,
Tears roll down her cheek,
She holds my arms so tight,
And says 'Everything's gonna be alright'.
I know not what she means, I glare at the TV screen,
People running here and there,
Black smoke everywhere,
But that's what I see everyday,
What difference does it make today?

And suddenly it hits,
A blow too hard to resist,
I feel it,
I sense it,
My world shatters into pieces.

So that's the reason she mourns,
Oh! I just wanna be alone!
Someone tell me,
This is not happening.
Please, someone tell me,
This is just a dream.
I feel my eyes drenching,
I sense my heart giving in,
No! No no! No no!
It can never ever be so.
I hopefully run to the doorsteps,
Hearing someone's footsteps,
My eyes scan the far horizon,
Searching those familiar faces.

I'm sure they will be back,
I know they will be back,
Oh God! Let them be back!
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