The Bits That No-One Tells You About War Poem by Devang Gandhi

The Bits That No-One Tells You About War

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Like a wheel chaired lady falling down,
Week, worn-out, slodging through the ground.
Men pushing each other, all in a kerfuffle,
The blazing sirens, now all muffled.
Blood everywhere, men tired to the max,
Now the war, men facing the facts.

Gas! Gas! Scuttle away,
No-one will survive until the end of the day.
Gas masks on, you don’t want to die,
There lay the teens beginning to cry.
The sea of gas sinking people,
The rest who were up, feeling feeble.

People die and get binned,
But they have done nothing, never sinned.
The evil of war, reducing the population,
Affecting everyone in our beloved nation.
Perfect it is for your country to die,
Then people realise it’s all a lie.

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