By Anabel Geneta-Raymundo | Featured Contributor

Author’s Note: This is a poem illustrating the situation of many of our brothers and sisters in Afghanistan.

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Teasing. Playing. Children laughing.
Planting. Caring. Mothers preaching.
Resting. Working. Fathers sweating.
Dreaming. Relishing. People trying.

Growing. Reaching. Afghans thriving.
Living. Loving. ‘til Taliban’s coming.
Now hiding. Panicking. Borders closing.
Looking. Waiting. Others escaping.

Breaking. Distressing. Freedom fading.
Baffling. Whining. Children screaming.
Shooting. Bombing. Some are dying.
Shocking. Exhausting. Chaos is lurking.

Saddened. Angered. The world is bleeding.
Watching. Hoping. People are praying.
The Lord is with you. Continue believing.
Hold onto your faith. Keep on surviving.

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Anabel Geneta-Raymundo

Anabel Geneta-Raymundo is a poet, educator, and blogger at Lebana’s Journey, from Oriental Mindoro, Philippines. She hopes to spread love and light to everyone through her humble writings.

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