Not My Time

by Baby Rainbow   Jan 6, 2015


I was starting to think
that they weren't coming at all.
I began to see my life flash
before my weary eyes.

Trapped inside this crushed-up car
in a disaster-stricken scene,
I prayed for the first time
for God to grant me more time on Earth.

Blank faces of strangers stared at me
with hopelessness written in their eyes;
I knew they didn't believe I would survive.

But blaring sirens were music to my ears,
the answers to my prayers.
And just as I was starting to fear
that they weren't coming at all,
I heard a voice whisper softly in my ear,

"It is not your time to go home, my dear."

Saffie
23

5/1/15

*Take the first line of a book, and make it the first line of your poem.*

"I was starting to think that they weren't coming at all."

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  • 9 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    This poem does an excellent job in pulling the reader into the scene. You take death in the first line and make the poem about surviving. you worry the reader into thinking you will not survive and the eerie feeling you portray is great. Its like a heart sinking moment in time. I am glad in the next stanza you write about what happened and you being trapped inside a car, but leave the reader guessing into who caused the accident and if you were the only one in the car. This person is religious and prays to god to help them through all this and stay sane or even alive. Faces of strangers show no concern to you, and they are just there because it was a curiosity to see something enthralling. But once you heard the sirens you knew you were safe and sound, and just as you were fading out you heard someone say you are not going to die today. This poem really does grip you from the beginning to end and proves that in your mind god talked to you and kept you safe. 5/5

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