WW3

by I am me - Cancer


As our jets and bombers soar through the air,
A war is beginning, all the deaths wont seem fair.
The ground troops; many will die.
Many wounded, some just sit and cry.

Some of the men will be decapitated,
Many bodies will be mutilated.
Many countries will be terminated,
And with flame throwers, people are incinerated.

But I alone will cause the greatest slaughter,
For all the world I will butcher.
Every president and dictator I will assassinate,
The entire human race I will annihilate.

"Murder, Death, Kill, Die, Dead" I will shout from the highest hill.
At my feet every single soul will kneel.
And as they plege allegiance to my grace,
I blast shotgun pellets through their face.

Every monument will crumble and fall,
For I am now the greatest anyone has saw.

Reason for writing:

    
Had to write a poem about patriotism or war in poetry class. Also, I was feeling stressed that day.    

Birth sign: Cancer
Date created: 2001-01-13 02:43:55
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:43:22
Poem ID: 59588

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