The Blitz Poem by Apple Pie

The Blitz



I'm hiding in my shelter,
I'm really scared to bits.
I'm scared of hearing that big bang
of another house that's gone.

I hear the bang much closer
than I thought it would be,
I don't hear screams
I hope it's in my dreams,
that it's my house that's gone

I step outside, to see if my house is really dead
there is nothing, I'm confused
All I see is rubble
I really am confused

A man takes me by the arm
It really really hurts
He says to me I need to go
I'm not leaving so I say 'NO'

A plane comes and I am scared,
It drops another bomb
I'm going to die
There's nothing I can do
In a few seconds I will...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Stephen Stirk 07 March 2009

The bad old days of war so eloquently told. Makes you realise what a charmed life we live today, without all that going on Steve

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