Like all the others

Reading alone,

a temporary reprieve.

I sit back,

and glimpse,

a far away day,


like my father,

I am not afraid to die.

Where I smile for my daughters,



my sons,

at the storm raging outside.

It can’t touch me, you see.

I worked,

to fortify a smile.

I will not become,

a victim,

like all the others.