Helpless

My cousin died April 17, 2006. Here is how I felt the night he died. I was there when it happened. I was in it. Comment please…
All is silent
As still as a cemetery grave
The tornado comes
And there’s no way I can be brave

It rips and tears
It spins and spills
It keeps going
Until it kills

No one can stop it
Just flee and cry
No one can prevent it
All one can do is cry

I stand helpless
As it takes my hero's life
The pain is unbearable
Like a hundred stabbing knives

Now all I can do is cry...

By Christina Bald Eagle
Published: 1/30/2008
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