War Poem

Grenades
Are like barricades,
They stop you from coming through.
I wonder if people try to.
No one knows what happens.
Because everyone just collapses,
I don’t know why people go to war,
If I got chosen I would drop my jaw.
You have to be brave,
Or you’ll end up in a grave,
Even though war is hard,
You’ve got to play your best card,
It’s hard to survive,
I don’t know why people risk their lives.

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