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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
for england overall does prevail
even though war covered our judgement with a veil
chinese whispers spread of hitlers death
we search for his body, width & breadth
but it still remains a mystery
and our vision will always stay blurred and cloudy
poem
by
Ben Nourse
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