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Poem: Survivor

Poem: Survivor

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Written by Jasmine Ariff.


 

As I looked up the sky, time ticking to eleven fifty nine,

In the deep canopy the sizzling fireworks started,

with a thousand lights and a whooping blast,

Smiles, cheers, laughters and jitters played out

However, I stood there aloft.

 

Another Grey Sky; same sparks; same noise;

But this time it was fear and panic washing over,

Run – now, for dear dear life.

 

The place that I once called home.

The place that will ever be my only home.

 

As I stood there a survivor,

Juxtaposed between the past and the present,

Not knowing to feel sad or ashamed about the lives lost,

The souls touched.

 

Or to celebrate in the moment of a brand new year,

To bear the torch light that I am “the” Survivor

To shout out to the world here today,

that I am here to stay.

 

I am a Survivor and the fear of death does not haunt me,

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For the hardest part is over,

Now I’m here to conquer.

 

But for that brief moment the hidden closet peaked in,

A reality from another timeline,

Another dimension,

a different lifetime.

 

And try as I may,

to bury the graves back at my home land,

It would always be carried like a Talisman

With me always – it will always be.

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