Damage In Somme - Poem by KHAYA CLARENCE

A boot stuck
in a soldier's
foot; a helmet
stood two feet
away from its head.

Guns a waste of steel
waiting for recycle.

Tons of bullets heaped
on the ground like fire woods;

The remains held hands shoulder-
high in meditation, were powdered
faces of dead bodies must have been burnt.

Topic(s) of this poem: art

Comments about Damage In Somme by KHAYA CLARENCE

  • Bronze Star - 2,410 Points Melikhaya Zagagana (6/7/2014 8:07:00 AM)

    NB: lack of I.Q. is not a joke but pandemic as disease, people need to take necessary precautions as often as they care to wee. In this case Leslie should book himself in for examination. (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,312 Points Leslie Philibert (5/11/2014 6:01:00 AM)

    Have some problems with the first lines..a boot stuck in a foot (not the other way round?) , does a helmet stand?
    Good write that needs work.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 11, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, August 4, 2014

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