Millions of voices screaming, 
More tears than stars in the sky,
Precious souls burnt up like
A sick man’s time.
All because of a choice.
Who caused this pain?
Not a vote,
Not a choice agreed by the public -
But one lone ruler’s choice,
Who woke up and chose violence,
Thinking everybody would
Bow to him in respect.
Why?
Nobody else had a say,
Now his people have no choice,
Their words are disregarded,
And they bow their heads in shame,
Ashamed of their country,
That is otherwise so great,
And scream,
And cry.
All because of a choice.
And when it’s over,
What will the choice of the people be?
Will they forgive,
And leave this brutal mistake behind?
Or waste their energy
On hate, and remember it til
The last days of mankind?
Only time will tell.
Only a choice.
(Emma Dimitrova, 13 years old, 06/03/2022)
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