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Where Have All the Heroes Gone?

July 20, 2015
By loveiduckies BRONZE, Perrysburg, Ohio
loveiduckies BRONZE, Perrysburg, Ohio
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Favorite Quote:
"When writing the the story of your life, don't let anyone else hold the pen."

I can hear them crying.

I can see them whimpering.

They lay on the street.

A street reddened with hate.

Their calls,




Left unheard.


They are cold,

They are hungry.

They are wishing for a miracle.


I can hear their stomachs.

I can see their wounds.

I can smell their stench.

The stench of death.


I can see their hope.

I can see the ruin.

An ugly mixture.

It leaves their eyes murky.

It leaves me shattered.


I can hear the whispers.

I can feel the dark.

The clouds cover the sky.


Dark. Gray. Black. Red.

The colors of hate.

The colors of death.

The colors of a crumpling world.


I can hear the screams.

Day is only night.

I can see their blood.

It covers the roads.

It covers my hands.

It is everywhere.


Red. Black. Gray.

A scream is heard.

A wound is left untended.

It gets worse. It gets bubbly.


Another screech.

I'm awakened.

It is night.

Or is it day?


I can smell them.

I can hear them.

I can see them.

And in a world,

So broken as this one,

I am left wondering,

Where have all the heroes gone?

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