I watch them come I see them fall they die
A bomb goes off and I am left alone
The gas sinks in the trench and in my eye
With battle won we rise, the wounded moan
Wisked away to fight another battle
My older brother on the other side
A fight in a field that once held cattle
It's times like these I want to run and hide
I go again a battle of my choice
They had us beat outnumbered four to one
Thanks to our bows we silenced every voice
And in the end they realized we had won
The school bell rang I exited my dream
Walked out of class and ran into a beam
2 comments:
I like your ending that's really funny, having a dream about wars would be a nightmare for me. Being in the battle field seeing everyone fall suddenly to the ground I would be freaking out.
Random yet funny ending. What a dream! Good job for being brave though, because if I had that dream I wouldn't be hanging around, I would be scared senseless and trying to run away!
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