The Wind Blows Poem by Dark Dove

The wind blows, the rocks stay. The birds sing, and fly away. There wings flap gracefully across the sky. The they disapear in to the fog.

I follow with no sence, and see bullets go through a mans cheast. Then another my eyes spot. 'what is this'! ? i thought. A man yelled 'get down take cover'! i fell and started to hover. 'boom! boom! ' I felt the ground shake. Then out of nop wear my head started to ache.

Bodies lay on the ground beside me, with blood drentched all over my body.