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Short Story Poetry, Fictional War Scenario, Slice of life
Wanted to write something relating from a civilians views during War times. Here's a bit, from a kids point of view.
War...
As the trucks go by filled with faces never seen before
Ships arrive by the hundreds all along the sea shore
Each person carrying a bag with many shining things hanging throughout
Each with an expression so serious, none show any doubt
One makes eye contact with me, & smiles just for a moment
It reassures all of us, they are friends, with that, we return to our homes, content
A peaceful dream half dreamt is paused by loud sounds of things outside.
Lights everywhere, some near, some far, I see everyone trying to hide.
Outside the window, are friends, neighbors, the people from the trucks & ships.
All hiding behind buildings, fallen signs, some behind a car, all are playing with the shiny pieces by there hips.
In the dark, I see little light bugs flying from the front of there shining toy tips
Some fly right by them, some seen to knock others down
Some of the people look unwell, there faces showing a tear filled frown
Others try & help them, but some are fast asleep
As they rest, the others take there necklaces, maybe to keep.
Across from them are more people with different clothes, hiding from there light bugs, & fire cracker sticks so loud
Some seem to be wrestling each other until one is sleeping
Another watches from a distance, he seems to be weeping
How can any sleep with such noise, & the floor shaking beneath our feet
As they move the tired, they blanket them with there own bed sheet
Maybe off to bed they go, to wait till the others are done with there game
As they move them, I here them calling one another by name
The others seem to be moving back now, farther down the road, farther into town
I hear airplanes flying by, with whistling sounds getting louder, closer, they seem to be falling down.
A lot of light outside is from fire, the houses near by are shining with an orange glow
Flames & shadows all around, seem to dance throughout the commotion, like a very scary show
The streets are quiet for now, as everyone seems to have gone a distance away
Only the sleeping in the streets seem to stay.
For now, I lay back in bed, hoping for rest, for me & to those outside tonight.
An that all will be okay tomorrow between the people playing, & the planes who are bringing more light....
For now, goodnight...
Thanks for Reading
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