I'm Only Four
I didn’t care when they loaded all of us into those trucks
Why would I care, I was only four, after all
I didn’t care when they stuffed us into another truck more packed than the last
I was only four, after all
I didn’t care when they kept me with mother and took my siblings and father
I was only four, after all
I didn’t care when they loaded us into the stadium mothers and children scattered
I was only four, after all
I didn’t care when my friends started to disappear one after the next
I was only four, after all
Then I turned five.
In the middle of the night, they tried to tear me from my mother
She told me to run
So, I did
I didn’t know what was happening, I was only five
I went and I hid under the back row of bleachers
I didn’t want to know what was happening. I was only five
In the morning the sun rose. All was quiet now
I was quiet too, because I was only five
I looked around and saw our belongings, thrown, tattered and torn
I wanted my bear
Because I was only five
I searched and searched, but I couldn’t find my bear
All I found was shoes
And the smell of ash in the air
I didn’t understand at the time because I was only five.
But how I wish I could go back
And be only four once again
Copyright © Becca White | Year Posted 2025
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