WAR

WAR

I saw the red poppies on the battlefield waiting for the soldiers to steep in front for the war to start. I heard the sound of bullets passing the trenches one by one.

I felt the ground shaking like a earthquake. I am wondering what is going to happen when the war starts will one of us die or both of us die mabie,

survive.

I saw the other soldiers taking footsteps frightenly one at a time trying to step away.

I wonder who is going to win the war.

I wonder who will take the land.

I see dead bodies laying everywhere with blood pouring out like a volcano eruption.