Colin Ian Jeffery

Rookie - 406 Points (20th May 1942 / Caterham)

Hell On The Western Front - Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery

The machine gun in the First World War
turned no-man's land into a slaughter house
which killed thousands. At the battle of the
Somme 10,000 British soldiers fell before the
deadly machine guns... within minutes of
leaving the trenches.

Chitter chatter, chitter chatter
Melody of machine gunners
Spraying death into no-man's land
Cutting down solders
Like a harvester slicing through wheat.

Chitter chatter, chitter chatter
Nowhere to run and hide
Calling for mothers
Some dying alone in the mud
Others tangled upon the wire.

Chitter chatter, chitter chatter
Gunners want to stop the dance of death
But the soldiers keep on coming
And with new belts of bullets ready
Hell has come to the Western Front.


Comments about Hell On The Western Front by Colin Ian Jeffery

  • Rookie - 5 Points Barnabas Michael (3/17/2014 2:19:00 AM)

    I find this poem very well written, i also like your point of view.... And once againg you end genius... (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 5,277 Points Patricia Grantham (3/8/2014 8:02:00 AM)

    A very intense and powerful write about the ravages of war. Death and
    destruction have exacted their toll on mankind. Will there ever be an end
    to it. No war no peace. Very good. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 1, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 28, 2014


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