Dreams Of A Soldier

By Nayantara, 14, London, UK

War

Blinding and deafening,
Screams go unheard,
Coughing and choking,
My dreams are blurred.

War

I thought it would be fun,
I thought it was cool.
I thought it made me a man,
I thought like a fool.

A game of football,
Across the pitch,
We were kicking and laughing,
And then soon, blown to bits.

Bodies on the ground,
Rain pouring down,
Blood everywhere,
But the men go on.

They must,
They have to,
They can't stop now,
Throughout the rain, that's pouring down.

Our lives are gone,
Our souls have left,
But our bodies remain,
A cold December mess.

Blinding and deafening,
Screams not heard,
Coughing and choking,
My dreams now burned.

I was going to get married,
I was going to have a child,
'I was going to live to a hundred,
But then I...died...

And so dead as I am,
A pawn chucked on the floor,
Scattered and crumpled,
My dreams are...no more.
(September 2008)

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