Literature
1,2,3...
1,2,3...how many more have to leave?
They ask with heavy hearts to the skies that never answer.
For the ones they love now gone forever.
To the ones they morn, where have they've gone?
"I should have been there!" shouts one, "What did I do wrong?" says another.
Where do they go? To my dislike, no one really knows.
Do they go to the sky or do they just stay in the ground?
Why do they have to leave? I ask myself.
...Well...for now........I can only take....1,2,3. Gone.