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The GREY SKIES
IN ‘26
Vrinda Pal
(Class XI) Kolkata, West Bengal. INDIA
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The world is dark and full of fear,
The end feels like it is getting near.
The lights are out, the gas is gone,
We are scared to see the coming dawn.
The sirens scream, we run and hide,
With nowhere left to go inside.
The sky is thick and smoky grey,
We prey to live another day.
The missiles fall like crashing stars,
And leave the ground with ugly scars.
Some cry for the ones already dead,
While others hide in shaky dread.
Our hearts are heavy sad, and low,
With nowhere safe for us to go.
We just want all the wars to cease,
So, we can live our lives in peace.
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