War

• Christian Panfalone, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2009

Guns blazing in the front lines.
The bravery of these men is astounding.
The sound of ammo is deafening.
We can hear the explosions from miles away.
With the pain here and the suffering back home.
The blood of others is all over the ground.
Guns, equipment and explosives here.
The death and destruction is all so real.
There is no shame in fighting here.
Rivalry and hatred is very real.
We know that it will not finish fast.
This war is a death sentence and we will not come home soon.
When we do we hope your waiting.
Thanks to us you celebrate.
When we are marching in the parade.