Dirt,Blood,Fear

Twisted minds, twisted faces
Bullets flying with blood spraying
Alone in the trenches with hundreds of others
Futile attempts at victory
Dirt flying at the faces of pain
Shell shocked minds,
Shrapnel torn lives
War at its worst, millions die
It's notabout who's right,
It's about who is left
In the Aftermath
In the obliteration



this poem and my one about hitler have both been inspired by my history class so i thought i would write them right there while watching the movies about the world wars