I'Ve Never Been

I’ve Never Been I’ve never been where they’ve been Amid the rubble and splintered wood Dripping tears on rain sodden clothes Staring at destruction where home once stood I’ve never been where they’ve been Shivering with fear as rockets explode Streaming tears from shock filled eyes As yesterday’s peacefulness so loudly erodes I’ve never been where they’ve been Watching water rising from the attic door Fearful tears heard only in the heavens Faith drifting on hope as the soul implores I’ve never been where many have been Though empathy stretches heart’s seams Tears, the silent spinning of a mournful tale My prayers rise, with others, on heartfelt wings © Debra Squyres 0/27/19 For Poetry Contest: Pick a Line any line I’ve chosen: “I’ve never been where they’ve been” From Richard Lamoureux poem “Broken People” And a line from a favorite of mine: “the silent spinning of a mournful tale” From my poem “Caged Silence" written in 2012