Escape Or No Escape?

People at war with themselves will always cause collateral damage in the lives of those around them.
John Green

They couldn't sleep,
As another streak of bombs went 
reflecting through the window,
And there it was
A vast sound, a cry,
A groan,
Hid underground, praying for life,
Every night, as they lay in broken divans*,
When their hearts and mind were already at war.
They asked
Did it cost you anything?
They said "everything."
For they were saving themselves from
a homicidal** maniac, against them.
The end was nowhere in sight,
All they could do was
To wait
Wait
And wait
The whole world was waiting,
Many are waiting for death.
Some are already gone.
They hope, 
Maybe one friend can be saved.
Cruelest monsters to ever stalk the earth.
For they were from another country.
End was nowhere,
Home was faraway,
Dreams were plenty,
Opportunities were scanty,
Guns were loud,
Hiding was odd,
Power was pervasive**
unchecked.
In timid little voice,
an expectant mother 
asked if they will escape,
"Not even if we survive."

Ananya Shanker©️2022
(All rights reserved)

This poetry has been majorly inspired from 'The Diary of A Young Girl' by Anne Frank and '1984' by George Orwell. Nobody is a winner in a war, everyone loses. I hope language never fails! I hope law never falls silent. 

*a bed consisting of a base and mattress but no footboard or headboard.
**murderous.
***(especially of an unwelcome influence or physical effect) spreading widely throughout an area or a group of people.

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