Faith For The Soldiers

• Oscar Whiteside , Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2020

Hear the guns start to attack bullets whizzing by with flak,
bombs exploding in the sky, as German planes start flying by.

See the medics run across the plains, rushing to men who need the aid.
No one needs to see what’s done, except for those who’ve done what’s won.

Smell the gunpowder in the air as bullets fly everywhere,
the only man who knows is you, on how your dear platoon is doomed.

Taste the dirt from the explosion, only you can withstand such quick motion.
Feel the ground shake beneath them as military trucks come surrounding each
Of them.

Pay respects for this commotion as it has made some beautiful nations.
And cause brilliant people to make brilliant creations.
But at what cost. Lest we forget.