Boom as the tank fired louder than anyone had ever heard.
Young men terrified of what was out there.
Massive trenches cover the ground filled with soldiers preparing for battle.
Bullets flying everywhere.
Poppies growing over everything.
The war had ended.
By Harlem
Kia ora Harlem, I really like the first word Boom is catches the audiences attention straight away. I also like how you explain the soilders feelings. Poetry is awesome you should keep it up, I have been writing a couple of poems over lockdown period.
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