Julia's Poeeem...

Guernica

Can you hear that?
Bombs, bombs are exploding on the streets
Screaming people, running through the streets,
A woman, holding her dead child in her arms
What to do? What to do?

The feeling of loneliness and darkness is overcoming my thoughts
Fire, fire everywhere
Another bomb exploding, two streets down from my house
Run, Run...are people shouting
But at the end,
Am I going to survive