Chapter Three-Hundred and Twenty-Four
Allison looked up from her bunk as John was helped into his bunk by Vernon and her father, able to see that his waist was wrapped in bandaging and he had hot tears on his cheeks.
Vernon laid John on the mattress, pulling the blankets up and adjusting his pillow. "Try to sleep." He patted John's side, gently letting his fingers trace over the bandaging.
Allison stood from her bed, kneeling beside John's own and wiping his tears away with her sweater. "Hey." She whispered.
He furrowed his brow, slapping her hand away. "I fucking hate them." He growled, the feeling of Thomas, Vernon, and Ryan holding him down to inflict even more pain still burning on his skin. "All they do is hurt me."
Allison sighed, placing John's notebook beside him with a pen before she left him to vent his emotions without anyone to see. "Let us know if you need anything."
John opened his notebook, picking up his pen and scribbling down a new idea he had. His pen moved over the paper in clean lines, each word written with care and love.
Unity
Lives wiped out by nature's breath
yet embers of hope stills smoulder
in the hearts and souls of the people
of The Sunshine State.
If we reach out from the
north, south, east and the
west we'll feel our hearts
and minds stretch
Hopes and dreams put on hold.
Strangers come from far and wide
with aid and cash to mend broken
lives and heal shattered souls.
From all corners of America,
people unite to lift heavy spirits.
Humanity shines through in the
worst of times.
America, please show your heart and
unlock your mercy. Unite in this mission
to heal this rift. Oh, please America.
Open your heart and extend your hand.
Thank you HMG2000! I love this poem!