My War Poem Poem by Laura Rose

You could taste the fear of everyone's thoughts
The heavy smoke grabbed our throats
Like the playground bully it was all around
And you couldn't escape it

Something silenced us as the sound of screaming occrued
A scream of yet another man falling to his death
Was heard from all
The sound of a canon firing another shell rumbled the ground
And startled us all

We had to work thorugh the night and into the early hours of the morning before we could rest
You could see everyone's sadness as yet another body was recheved from the battle filed
And was lined up, each body lay simply straight with a sheet over them to cover the sight of a lifeless boy

Our skin became hard with mud
And our clothes hanged off of our bodies from the cold snow, which bit, at our bodies
The itchiness of dirty clothes became unbearable
And everyone was remembering home