War

• William Wilton, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2005

It’ll shake ya to your core
There will be lots of killing
With blood a spilling
With a lot more gore.

There will be lots of Dieing
Bits of falling dirt
That wont hurt
But the bullets a flying
Sure will

When it is all over
The troops will emerge hauling
Those who have fallen
Coz it all over red rover.