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.