Dreams

Deafening bombs dropped endlessly,

Cries of pain and anguish filled the air

Death was everywhere

Left, right, center,

This fighting would never stop.

My companions fell,

One by one beside me

Not a single one could see

Anything but smoke 

Rising into the sky.

Brave men fighting until the end,

Poor souls who would never see

A blossoming willow tree

Or swallows diving

Out of the great blue sky.

They will never see

A bug dordling along

Under the heat of the strong

Powerful sun,

Beating down on a summers day.

But they will never see,

Never know,

What it's like to feel free,

And dream.

Reviews

[Chris]

I would add one word at the very end, "...again."

[Jane Woolf]

okay, thanks for the help!!

[Kurai.Merodi]

I love it!!! it really shows emotion

[Jane Woolf]

Thank you! xx