Going To War (mathimatical Poem)

• Aaron Morden, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2015

A group of 10 men going to war,
Join up with others so add 40 more.
Rienforcements arrive, three times as strong,
Marching in sync singing a war song.
We receive our weapons, knife ammo and gun,
As bullets start flying we are reduced by 71.
The weather is tough, our bodies are sore,
And as cold sweeps in we loose 9 more.
A retreat is called we're split into by 5,
Thinking of others we are glad we're alive.
Divided again, we're now on our own,
There's no time to worry because im on my way home.