Casualty Of War Poem by Jon M. Nelson

With a terrified look upon his face,
I wonder what he’s doing in this place.
There are bombs exploding and bullets flying,
He’s curled up in a corner scared and crying.

I know that he did not ask to be here,
And I know he’s overwhelmed with fear.
Where are the parents of this child lost,
As he screams out in this holocaust?

I can feel his pain as I see his tears,
But his cries will fall upon deaf ears.
The sounds of war drown him out,
As he continues to scream and shout.

I cannot grab him for he’s out of reach,
I hear the incoming high pitched screech.
The explosion threw me to the ground,
And he laid there lifeless without a sound.

Why wasn’t I strong enough to save,
The boy too young to be put in a grave?
For this innocent casualty of war I cried,
Because it was senseless that he died.