Barefoot Gen Haiku Collection, Robert Banks

Barefoot Gen Haiku Collection, Robert BanksGen, a root of strength,for a generation and tree,Generations grow

GenThe sound is new toMe, but the planes come around,The sky becomes dark

BoomIts my lifeline here,To see the sky anotherDay, we must spear them!SpearTraitor is what they Say, but the sky is blue andI am no traitorTraitorNights come and theres noRelief, food would be so niceBut what can I doWork