War

• Destiny Harland, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2021

War is the colour of grey, it's the place
where nothing is left
except the burnt bloodied souls
from those who fought
It smells like a dead cow from elsewhere
It tastes like brown dirt and the blood from those we lost
It sounds like the world has ended in silence
It feels as if they have failed for those back home
It looks like there is no one alive left to go home
War is long, war is a place no one wants to be,
Say goodbye to those who you loved.