Will the Sun Still Rise

by Laurel Steeves

Standing here, trembling with fear

The letter in hand

That is capable of changing my life in seconds

I think about all the things I will leave behind

My family

My friends

My life

These things I once took for granted

Do not taste so bitter anymore

Enclosed in this letter I ask myself

Am I brave enough to go?

Am I brave enough to stay?

This is not a letter at all

This is a death sentence

Will the sun still rise at war?

Reading the letter I realize

I will soon find out.