“World,” a poem by Kai, 10

World

Kai Gajilan Fowler, 10

Bright, so bright 

But Lonely, and tired. 

Lonely  

Lonely from being isolated for so long 

Tired 

Tired of being bruised and battered and scarred 

And yet 

Bright, so bright, 

The fight is bright,  

Filled with light 

But stressed, and fretting. 

Stressed 

Stressed for surviving any longer with pain inflicted every touch 

Fretting 

Fretting for the sake of lives 

And yet 

Bright, so bright, 

Tonight is bright 

Filled with light 

But crying, and calling. 

Crying 

Crying from burns and scrapes 

Calling 

Calling for others, others alike, others who don’t hear 

And yet 

Bright, so bright 

The world is bright 

Filled with light 

And trying with all of its strength, 

Trying for us 

Trying for the others alike 

Trying with hope at heart 

Hope  

Hope for us 

Hope for them 

Hope, for all.