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Through The Eyes Of Babes

Filtering through the empty broken balconies along the rivieras
are the waning cacophonies echoing monotonous songs, 
“Merciless they are to us at the breaking of dawn”
Where life once thrived, we arrived in the city called the strip, 
an open-air prison, an amphitheater without any spectators                 
insight, although the world is watching 
We trudge onto yet another camp
The sun brings nothing, not anything more than light 
that shines upon a smokey sky
I see more of nothingness, space, void, rubble 
Everything is foreign and everyone has changed
All are cold, scared, and hungry, we walk aimlessly
In the hands of anyone unknowing if he or she's sane 
There is so much fear, I am no longer safe
A new reality has come upon me
To the smell of death should I adapt?
A new day has dawned, morning has broken
Echoes pick up murmurs of others tears long spent
sifting through these ruins where I hide 
Unattended unattached, no time for a sigh,
cry, or yawn, I am zombie like
The unrest of the last night has begun again
The recent blood red scenes now past
Yesterday's echoes filter one more reality
Will it be me today?

Copyright © I Am Anaya | Year Posted 2024

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Valsa George Date: 12/10/2024 12:42:00 AM The scene you have depicted is so sad. Innocent children getting away from their homes destroyed and dear ones shot dead or wounded. War and rebellion leave trails of destruction making many innocent children orphans. They are made to shift to camps where there is no safety or security assured. Having no roots or dear ones in an alien soil, what they confront is fear and insecurity. A heart wrenching poem , dear Anaya. Login to Reply I Am Anaya Date: 12/16/2024 7:41:00 PM Belated Ty, Valsa! xhugs

Duke Beaufort Date: 11/27/2024 4:58:00 PM Anaya, the damage to the innocent brings tears to my eyes when I think about it. On some level, the perpetrators justify this by calculating that they are worth more than those they destroy. It's not something anyone with reasonable humanity can justify and does not bode well for any of us. Thanks for this piece. Very insightful and thought provoking. Login to Reply I Am Anaya Date: 12/2/2024 9:34:00 PM Ty, Duke! It is all too much to bear.

Joe Maverick Date: 11/27/2024 9:55:00 AM I don't need to put my view on war i guess.? Maybe i can't.? Words truly fail me by now.) Login to Reply I Am Anaya Date: 12/2/2024 9:32:00 PM By now it's all so clear, what can we say.

Victor Buhagiar Date: 11/27/2024 2:00:00 AM War is useless and solves nothing in the long run. It is a disaster for humanity, especially for children. I loved the ending. Login to Reply I Am Anaya Date: 11/27/2024 9:13:00 AM To blow up buildings, leaving rumble behind and whoever is in them. The reason being, Hezbollah militants hiding inside, using civilians. They will cease fire, but the whole thing shouldn't have begun at all. // We saw it from the very beginnings, Victor. Gaza war is persisting as usual, over 44,000 Gazans dead and no end in sight, mostly women and children. America arms Isreal. Iran arms Hezbollah and Hamas. Ty

Silent One Date: 11/25/2024 12:13:00 PM Your poem presents a harrowing and unflinching look at a world turned upside down, where survival is an endless struggle and fear permeates every aspect of life. Through vivid imagery and a powerful exploration of psychological and emotional decay, the poem highlights the loss of security, humanity, and hope in the face of relentless suffering. The detachment and alienation reflect the dehumanizing effects of living in such a brutal, unpredictable reality, where every new day is filled with the possibility of death. The poem leaves readers with a sense of existential questioning, as the speaker contemplates whether this bleak, zombie-like existence is all that remains. How sad we live in a world like this.. Login to Reply I Am Anaya Date: 11/26/2024 3:25:00 PM Outstanding words, Silent One, your comments are much needed as further insight to these atrocities we're witnessing daily, as the world watches we can take the opportunities to express how we feel, come together, and show those who aren't aware through poetry. This week I'll give thanks for many things (Thanksgiving). It's so sad, SO. xhugs Anaya

Daniel Henry Rodgers Date: 11/25/2024 5:41:00 AM Dear Anaya, How hauntingly sad, for you captured the stark reality of fear and change for the cruelity imposed upon the innocent. I think your imagery of empty balconies and smokey skies echoes deep emotions that everyone should read and act. It truly is a picture of survival amidst desolation. I pray for peace and intervention! Autumn Blessings, MY Dear Friend, Daniel Login to Reply I Am Anaya Date: 11/26/2024 3:17:00 PM Ty, Daniel! I'm honored you are here to comment, your prayers are welcome for the suffering. I hope you and yours have a wonderful Thanksgiving! Peace ~ Anaya :):)

Ink Empress Date: 11/25/2024 4:36:00 AM Dear sweet anaya, iv said it before and here i say it again, you have a beautiful heart for being the voice for the silence as any country should not face such cruelty/war etc, I cant even imagine these kids and what they must be going through, youv expressed with your empathetic soul very well, i felt this, i wish things would get better sooner. Best wishes for the contest: sending you light Login to Reply I Am Anaya Date: 11/26/2024 3:12:00 PM Ty, Ink. It's all so heartbreaking. In hopes for an end to it. Promising's for a cease fire and a state of their own. The contest an opportunity to remind all of the suffering and being grateful for what we have during the Thanksgiving Holiday , my poetess friend :):)

Yann Rolland Date: 11/24/2024 3:10:00 PM powerful poem, the smell of death is unforgettable, you put the right message, this is a poem that seems to have been written in a war country, so realistic and moving, we would like to help these abandoned kids, thanks anaya for the poem and in name of the victims, i was teared apart as many would Login to Reply I Am Anaya Date: 11/26/2024 3:08:00 PM Ty, Yann. It's all so heartbreaking. In hopes for an end to it. Promising's for a cease fire and a state of their own. :)

Paula Goldsmith Date: 11/24/2024 12:11:00 PM I enjoyed reading your powerful write. Great Picture... Children learn what they live good or bad. Maybe they will help bring in peace. "Good Luck" Have a blessed day writing away..................... Login to Reply I Am Anaya Date: 11/25/2024 12:02:00 PM Ty, Paula. I used an AI pictorial, because I want to make sure that the children on the internet are not being exploited.

Tom Woody Date: 11/24/2024 11:45:00 AM Heartrending poetry. War seen through the eyes of children directly impacted. Will they ultimately learn to embrace love and tolerance? Or hate and revenge? Time will tell. Dilly should like this one Login to Reply Tom Woody Date: 11/25/2024 8:48:00 AM How many children have been killed, maimed, or otherwise treated abusively over the thousands of years of warfare? Jesus said God remembers even the fallen sparrows. How much moreso these little ones I Am Anaya Date: 11/24/2024 11:54:00 AM Ty, Tommy its always nice to hear from you, I've grown used to it, a part of me. :) Yes, yes and yes...that's the beauty of faith, there is always hope for the children. I'm glad you brought it up, even though they are taught one way doesn't mean a genocide is in order. There is always hope & change. There is a warrant out on Netanyahu from the ICC (International Criminal Court) he is officially wanted & a criminal!!!