Teacher, I’m scared

Preacher, can I go home? 

Is there anything that i can do to help??

My English class, 

I look around,

And I see that the seniors are scared.

What does that mean?

What are the twin towers?

What the heck is a Pentagon?

Is my mom okay?

You say we’re going to war?

We don’t go to war…. this is America… 

No one fights with us.

Those people, on the TV, are they real?

Is this just a nightmare

I’m going to awaken from tomorrow?

What’s the Al Qida?

I don’t know what that is… 

A mafia? What’s a mafia?

I’m lost, I’m confused

And I’m torn.

This is my country, this is my home, 

And I’m ready to fight for my freedom

Until the day that I die. I just never thought I’d have to.

What? Too young?

How can a person be to young

To stand up and say “THis is mine,”

“And you can’t have it?”