V2 Rocket Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery

V2 Rocket

Rating: 5.0


Terror from skies
Silent, deadly
Miles high out of sight
Hitler's supreme weapon of destruction
Exploding streets to rubble.

No escape when street is hit
Death for all living things
Desperate people dig among the rubble
Finding nothing survived
And grieve for the dead.

Wednesday, September 16, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: world war ii
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Hitler's ballistic missile, range 200 miles,3,545 mph. Could wipe out an entire street. Used against Britain towards end of Second World War.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rose Marie Juan-austin 16 September 2020

A vivid portrayal of great destruction and the evilness of Hitler. Powerful and deeply poignant write.

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