• Internal tears
    are hidden inside.
    Not knowing whether or not,
    or when I will die.

    The grip on my home
    gets looser everyday.
    It worries me, I don't know
    how much longer i can stay.

    Who does this?
    The cruel senseless ones with weapons!
    The ones with a quantity,
    a large sum, of wepons!

    Just because I live up north,
    doesn't mean they don't have to care.
    Is it because of what I am;
    A helpless lonely polar bear?