Tragedy

• Aislinn Lauder, Grade 3, Woomera Area School -
• Poetry
• 2018

Excellence Award in the 'Horizon of Dreams 2018' competition

The sorrow that's really unbearable,
Above all others is the heartache.
Horrible, hopeless heartache.
Now unendurable is just the thing,
To get me wondering if the heartache is intolerable.
I cannot help, but stop and look at unprovoked shootings.
Never forget the wanton and motiveless shootings.
I cannot help, but stop and look at the cunning anguish.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Tragedy is, in its way, the disastrous death of misfortune.
Pow, pow, pow.