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