A War

poem about a soldier in WWII who died

I am surrounded by cheering

They thought it would last

But only i knew what 

Was to come

A rifle sounded

Too fast to dodge

Blood stained soldiers

Who were not even shot

All happiness was gone

As we ran, ran to our deaths

Why would we all run

If we knew what was to come?

It is now coming to an end ,

A dead end

I run through my memories, my life

Remembering my children, parents,

My wife

And now, running

Through these dark

Tunnels

Down and down

I realize

I am dead

This courageous son

Gone

Dropped by the sound of

A gun

By Rebecca James age 10

Reviews

[David Scott]

I can hardly believe you are only 10 my dear.
A very insightful write. I'm impressed!

[Rebecca James age 10]

man who died in war i made it up ages ago it may be rubbish