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 Apr 2019 Arlen
Summer Shellhamer
. . ~~~~~                       ~~~~~. .   
..You lift my          spirits high..
'M a k e m e L a u g h w h e n I
~~~~~~~ w a n t t o c r y~~~~~~~
  ~~Live when I want to die~~
      ~~~~~~~If only~~~~~~~
             ~~You were~~
                were mine
                         ~
I got two verses (Second and third verses) from a poem I read long ago.. I forget it's name... Yet I remembered the words.
 Apr 2019 Arlen
Jermon
We were learning that the nucleus is the master plan of the cell.
Little did we know that a different sort of treacherous master plan was to be executed.

We'd come, most from the other classes, some from churches.
At first, when they told us there was a bomb, we were almost nonchalant.
A decade of peace had raised a generation ignorant to the meaning of death at home.
As if we somehow thought that a bomb, meant that things exploded, and maybe people got scratched a little, but surely no one is truly harmed?

We knew none of the pain, horror and terror of what it meant, to be bombed.
After all, all we've heard were faraway stories of once upon a time.

But then the voices grew louder.
Casualties came rolling in.
Shock.
Our people had been killed?
The information almost didn't seem to be settling in.
Almost as if the people in churches in Batticaloa aren't possibly real live human beings?
Here? Now?

Class was dismissed asking us to call in parents who hadn't arrived to pick up their children yet.
A teary eyed classmate turned to me saying "A life lost is gone", as if trying to comprehend.
Some were talking about how bombs were illegal and that there must've been foreigners involved.

Reaching home, though, the news told us a whole new chapter.
Batticaloa wasn't alone.
5 others had been victimized.
A nation-wide attack.

The government swiftly flew into action.
Messaging apps and social media banned.
Curfew from 6.
A mixture of grief and terror strewn across the country.

We were unaffected till now.
Yet terror existed.
Nations across the world seem to be stranded in strife.
Sri Lanka seemed to have just been added to the list, and we hope and pray it doesn't stay that way.
24.04.2019
SL attacked. My hometown included.
 Apr 2019 Arlen
Jermon
They say evil strikes at the stroke of midnight
But they struck in clear daylight
After a decade of Peace
The bombs detonated

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6...
Paradise bombarded
Bombs
Peace flees.
50, 100, 200, 300....
Casualties.
The death toll kept rising.

Now we're left in the wake
Of pondering how
We can keep
Harmony
Fractured at the seams
From shattering

Tears flooding at the thought
Of the lost
Ungracefully robbed of lives
Families torn
Six feet under

Politicians in parliament
Raging blame at one another
Throwing words
While
Our leaders graced homes with their respects for the Dead.
Hospitals flooded with patients
And cadavers.

7, 8.
It seems to have ended now.
The bombs have done.

Paradise may be thrown into terror,
But we've still got generations
Who've seen agony before
We've got people
Unified and knowledgeable
On the secrets of healing
Who've regrown peace.

3 minutes of quiet.
3 days of mourning.
3 hours to get back to work.

Paradise will stand taller.
Paradise will remember.
Paradise will.

And Paradise,
Will never let this happen, again.

23.04.2019
23.04.2019
-21.04.2019 Terror strikes Paradise. The Easter attack in Sri Lanka.
We will overcome. Together. No bomb can tear us apart.
 Apr 2019 Arlen
Ashly Kocher
Family time
Is just divine
Making memories
Having an amazing time
 Apr 2019 Arlen
Humanxyz
Anxiety
 Apr 2019 Arlen
Humanxyz
He pulled me close...
and told me he was keeping me safe
He told me...
to speak softer cause women have no place
He grabbed...
my hand and said don't go astray
He said...
don't take the chance its not worth the risk
He began to scream...
as i  took another Xanax just to get rid of him today.
 Apr 2019 Arlen
AM
back to nature
 Apr 2019 Arlen
AM
let’s stop for a while
and find shapes in the clouds
feel the breeze on our skin
and take in the sounds

let’s take a moment
in the cool april air
forget about our problems
and last night’s affairs

can i just have this
return to nature’s call
because darling, i’m lost
and need somewhere to fall
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