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*I wrote this poem in my history class after we watcheda bunch of war videos. hope you like it.*

It’s not anything like what they say
There’s no pride in anyway
Restless nights with all this noise
Here and there are uniformed boys.

A bomb explodes and then there’s shouts,
“Come on boys, let’s bring ’em out!”
One by many shot are fired
One by many bombs are wired.

Bodies and limbs lie on the ground
Rubble and blood can be commonly found.
Another bomb goes off and only few men cry,
“My arm!” “My leg!” and “I don’t want to die!”

Planes fly above the ground,
Ship by ship many men are drowned.

Why do we have to fight, kill, and take?
Life would be better if there was no greed or hate!
Wars may end, but still we fight
Trying to get something unnecessary with all our might.

Freedom is nothing but a used word
Lies and more lies are the only things heard.