And They Lived Happily Ever After

Suffering and death,
This ordeal is truly a mess,
The flares burning up on a torrid day
Will life end this way?
Our fantasies mesmerized us
Allowing us to parish in the flames.
But who are we to blame?
Burning and dying,
Why are you crying?
To say that this isn't our fault,
We would be lying.
Bury the good with our bones
When we'll disappear from our homes.
The world is slipping through the fingertips,
                                                    It's the apocalypse!
                                                    (8th grade English Class, Monrovia, Liberia)

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