The Death War

• Omar Ghazi, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2018

I can hear gunshots being fired
Soldiers are getting fierce
People are dropping everywhere making splashes of red
And I am watching the bullets pierce
I can't imagine the helpless feeling that young soldiers have
Boom my heart skipped a beat I need him
Tears are falling from me to my friend
My life is now grim
I write this where Iay
I write this before my friend
I Wish I have more time
But this the end