A Word For The Wicked

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: War and Military  |  House: Booksie Classic

a poem about war...in general and for the people hit by bombs and the second half is the soldiers view...no rhymes because it wouldn't work in my mind...

GET OUT QUICK! GET OUT QUICK!

the bombs are coming, down on me;

our old sunshine, blocked by hate;

clouds forming over head, floor shaking,

ears popping...limbs flying

 

GET IN QUICK! GET IN QUICK!

protecting the nations, all evil must be rid of;

a word from my mouth, a tear on my cheek;

men i know, men i dont;

dying for a man who stands 30 miles behind.

 

LAST BREATH...LAST BREATH!

heart beats slow to a stop.

so many people died today, not so many lived;

many will remember...the brave faces, tearful in the soot

for gods sake stop this...for the tears filled with poppy seeds...

 

 

 

Callum Bryan


Submitted: January 10, 2008

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