War.

By cassiopeia

Wed, 08 Apr 2009
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Darkness
Light
Silence
Deafening Blasts
A tumult of sensations
Too much
Too fast
Life
Death

What am I doing?
Why am I here?

Dirt in my eyes
In my lungs
In my skin
Heat
Haze
Running
Shouting

Gunfire

Everyone down
Dust
Fear

Listen

Wait

Pounding heart
Heavy breath

Reload

Wait

Think

Survive.

Certificate U
Poem
Thoughts and Whispers.
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Comments

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Short, sharp and to the point. Such is this poem. Very effective. Tina:-)