Above in the night
I walk the path I do everyday nothing is different except what's in the sky I can't tell you how uneasy I feel I'm anxious with their return I'm uneasy to look up they hover and speed they shoot up the midnight skies leaving nothing but .... complete confusion. They are small in shape but glow vibrant in colour. They make no noise, not even when they wobble. My brothers are scared they are only little why don't they tell us or are we in trouble. My parents, I hear talking in whispers, should we stockpile and buy lots more water . This isn't a movie I do wish it was I'd pay more attention just how they get through it. This is reality I hope it's not I don't do good when I'm scared so please let it be not. I want my old life back
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