I locked myself away <br />Inside a room that had no windows, <br />Where the sunlight never reached <br />And each morning like the night. <br />Inside that room I prayed <br />That peace would return <br />Unto the world I no longer knew. <br />And there I felt safe. <br />Safe from the terror that existed outside, <br />And I could not see the war <br />That raged throughout the lands. <br />Nor could I look upon those once verdant hills <br />That I'd loved with all my heart, <br />But now lay stained by the blood of the fallen souls <br />Who had given their lives for no reason. <br />And so within that room I remained. <br />Waiting... <br />For the sound of gunfire to cease, <br />Waiting... <br />For the fear to subside, <br />Waiting... <br />For the winds of change <br />To blow away the dark, evil cloud <br />That had descended, <br />Spreading hatred wherever it did go. <br />As I stared at the stark, bare walls that surrounded me, <br />I dreamed of the day <br />When the birds would sing again <br />And the world would be at peace once more.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-room-with-no-windows/
