I Must Stay Strong Poem by Khadija Islam

I sat there in an ambulance
dazed world and unknown words.
i sat there watching
something unknown and distant;
probably life before invasion.
A tear escaped this strong face
and I wiped it away;
swift and fast.
But it hurt.
It hurt physically.
It shouldn't have,
it was only a tear.
So I looked down on my hand
hoping water finding blood.
And I wiped it away an hid my hand,
I wouldn't want anyone to see my mess.
I am strong.
I must stay strong.
I wouldn't beg for your prayers or mercy,
because those who know whats humanely
do not need a reminder for doing whats right.
so go on and munch on your food.
while 5 year old like me
fight the deadly drone of existence.
~khadija