This is a poem by David Hammond.
Nervous, sweating, ears are humming
Body shaking, heart is drumming
Family waiting. They are coming
Growing ever nearHuddled, crouching, without motion
Tiny attic like an ocean
Flowing fearful, deep emotion
Want to disappearFather staring, mothing weeping
Holding baby sister, sleeping
Now can hear the soldiers creeping
In the room belowSister waking, shaking, screeching
Silence. Violence! Soldiers breaching
Nowhere running, nothing reaching
Nothing left to know