It’s Dangerous to Read
Newspapers
By
Stephanie Batts
While
I lay in my bed peacefully,
It
is developing into a deadly hurricane
And
then as my alarm goes off,
The
alarm to evacuate is sent out
I
rise out of bed and think what I am going to wear today,
When
many are awoken by water flooding their bedrooms.
As
I brush my teeth, I smell my mother cooking bacon and eggs;
They
smell the smell of death
Many
left with no electricity,
While
I don’t even give a thought that I left a light on
How
guilty I should feel,
But
am too busy to give a thought
The
pictures of little kids starving
Makes
me feel awful
And
as I look away I think,
It’s
dangerous to read newspapers
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