Death From Above

• Alex Weng, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2014

If you hear a sudden yell
And you the whistle's wail
Look above your head
and run for cover

Terror across the ages
arrows, shot, artillery
have struck fear into hearts
and removed many heads

Without a doubt this monster
created by death
to reap without much trouble
and space efficient as well
The climax of the fear

The nuclear bomb's leer
as it falls over towns
and flattens whole cities
And smashes them to hell

Death from above
It saddens hearts to hear
Not war, make love