Zahra Ajjaward, Grade 7, Al Faisal College K-12
A thick black rifle conjectured directly at your heart,
an intense razor split across your wrist.
A pierce of cold in a warm world.
One's heart erupted in pieces,
translucent, disintegrated and cracked.
A stab of blood in an innocent white,
a parent's sharp words.
The death of an infant,
an absentmindedly cruel knife,
sliced through living,
allowing people to suffer and experience torture.
A slow death.
A cruel life.
A black silhouette.
An agony holder,