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This is a poem I completely made up. I hope it still came out ok. Obviously by the title it is about war. I hope you like it! Take care, and God bless!! :)


Submitted:Jul 18, 2009    Reads: 166    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   


I hear the bombs

I see the fire

All the soldiers

They point those guns

I'm a child of War

I know what war is

I have the hurt

Our family slowly crumbles

I watch my home fall

As I keep standing

Only as a child of war

My father

He fights for us

But those other soldiers

They had to kill him

I may be a child of war

But I don't know the meaning

Of all this blood

Of all this death

Everyone else is falling

But I'm still standing

I'm a child of war

A bomb hit my house today

Only mother and I are left

Mom only cries

I know she's sad

She wants the war to end

She can't watch the fighting

She holds me close

She's the mother of War

The mother of war,

And the child of war

You'll find them sitting in the burning house

The mother holding her child

Her child of war.





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