The war that didn't end the world

Soldiers fighting

Bodies ripped apart

vicious tanks throwing bombs is big cannons

Innocent people screaming and shouting

Loud explosions making earth move,

Black,squeaky whistle to get ready to die,

Soldiers writhing in pain.

Fierce fire all around soldiers,

Machine guns vomiting at people,

black gas spreading like fog

Claret red blood spreading onto soldiers

The war is over and i am standing in the field of poppies.