Death In War

• Bryl Pamintuan, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2015

I look upon the stars with a frightful gaze
Shaking day and night beneath this Hell hole.
I only hope to bring back my old ways
My family, the life that keeps me whole.

I hear the screams of those, in endless night
Who bravely lost for those they held dear.
I wait only for the shine of true light,
Where everyone can be free from fear.

Agony, fear and pain are what death bring
The sensations we all have in this hell.
Our time is scarce before we face death's sting.
An act foreseen, but only life could tell.

Life's only thing in stored for us is death,
Waiting to rob us off our final breath.