30 hours. That's how long I had to live. The doctors had warned me that this day would come about 3 years ago. But I didn't believe them. They've said it before, several times in the last 3 months, and yet it never did happen. But this time, everything was real. Reality had fianlly hit me. I was going to die. That was it. That was the last time I would ever doubt myself again. People surrounded the outside of my hospital room. But no, not my dad. He could care less. I'm only 17, geez Dad. The least you could have done was call me or send me an email or something. But I didn't know until last week. He had disapeared. The last someone ever saw of him, he was leaving Los Angeles, on a plane to Chile. Didn't make any sense. My parents had gotten divorced when I was 12, right about when I got sick. The disease then spread rapidly throughout my body, making me feel weaker and weaker with each step of the way. I have a disease called Ebola, a highly deadly disease. It can't be cured. I didn't know I had it. But why me? I'm just a simple girl from Idaho, who lives on a potato farm, and practically live off potatoes. We don't grow them anymore, because my dad was the farmer, and, as you all know, he left. He was our last hope at getting money in for my insanly high medical bills. But he left. And I'm kinda glad.
The clap of thunder, you remember that?
The shriek of fear
The crumbling throne in which you sat
Despite all, there's still more to you than can pray tell
So I stayed silent as you fell
Tell me something, was it worth it?
Now all you can do is bear it
As your teeth you do grit
It was a burst of exertion on your part
I hope you are capable of repairing your heart
I am afraid Hell has no more room for you
I remember it all from start to finish
Here is a clue
Wish for fear and hate on others
And the results
Scoff and misery will be your end
You’re ending insults
In the end I will wish you only the best
And dear God may your soul find happiness in rest
The shriek of fear
The crumbling throne in which you sat
Despite all, there's still more to you than can pray tell
So I stayed silent as you fell
Tell me something, was it worth it?
Now all you can do is bear it
As your teeth you do grit
It was a burst of exertion on your part
I hope you are capable of repairing your heart
I am afraid Hell has no more room for you
I remember it all from start to finish
Here is a clue
Wish for fear and hate on others
And the results
Scoff and misery will be your end
You’re ending insults
In the end I will wish you only the best
And dear God may your soul find happiness in rest
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Soar through the skies
Show your power
Like never before.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Roam the world
Show everyone that you are
Adventurous, free.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Break free of your shackles
And fly free,
Before they come back
To lock you back in prison.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Show the country
Your determination,
Your courage.
Not only that,
But you, mighty eagle,
Have the power
To motivate the whole world
To inspire them,
To show them that no one,
No one,
Can keep anyone
Under chains.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Show everyone
That slavery is no longer
An option.
Fly free, my beautiful eagle.
Mighty eagle
Soar through the skies
Show your power
Like never before.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Roam the world
Show everyone that you are
Adventurous, free.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Break free of your shackles
And fly free,
Before they come back
To lock you back in prison.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Show the country
Your determination,
Your courage.
Not only that,
But you, mighty eagle,
Have the power
To motivate the whole world
To inspire them,
To show them that no one,
No one,
Can keep anyone
Under chains.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Show everyone
That slavery is no longer
An option.
Fly free, my beautiful eagle.
Dousing you with water
Oh, how graceful
Leaping out of the water
Playing underwater
Having a good time
In the great big ocean
Now I see one, two
So many playing together
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Oh, how graceful
Leaping out of the water
Playing underwater
Having a good time
In the great big ocean
Now I see one, two
So many playing together
This is the first in the World of Poems series. Tell me what you think in comments!
This is kitty190123, with another original article! Check out my profile! I'll fan you if you fan me!
Be sure to join the Young Authors club! A club for all young (that means 18 and under) authors!
I am just writing this to get my article posted because it says it is too short!