Sarah Forbes Bonetta: Captured African Princess

By: Calla Hinderks

Screams thickened the air,
A scene taken from a nightmare,
Flames licked through the dry grass,
Tribe members pounded the ground, fleeing,
Rifles blasting, the sound deafening,
I hid in my hut,
Peering through the window,
The air smelled of smoke and blood,
My parents’ heads lay a stone’s throw away,
Turning the grass red,
The sky was holding its breath,
Those who once screamed for life moments ago,
Lay dead,
Staining the African desert,