Some Sort Of War Poem

death, killing sprees
jews and gypsies

thundering pain
english campaign

sirens blazing
buildings blaring

babies screaming
eyes are streaming

with colour of red & white
our flag takes flight

proudly floating in the air
but still exists warfare

however imporvements can be made
with concrete, steel and a spade

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poem by Ben Nourse
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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