WHO KNOWS
Who knows the way I feel.
Who knows the thing I do.
Who knows what I talk about
Who knows that my life would end
the way it did.
Who knows the wind would come
up and blow so fast.
Who knows I would die that
dark night
Who knows I would be laid to
rest on a rainy day
Who knows that people will cry
over my death.
Who knows
© Christina Oracheski Horse Hill School Grade 8