Harmony

• Heidi Mckinnon, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2005

Up in the air I hear gunshots fire.
The screaming, the terror, the levels of violence get higher.
All around me heads are bowed.
The sadness is all because of the war.
There is no way to stop it,
Just to sit there and watch it.
When the war passes by I will let out a sigh
for the happinness the laughter and the fun.
I will hear the sparkling river flow
and the mixed colours of the rainbow will shine brightly forever more.
Harmony will be with us once again.