Competition Entry

Fighting is a bad thing to do,
just make up and start new.

Why don’t you turn over a new leaf,
this whole thing will end up with someone needing a handkerchief.

Let this not lead to spilling blood,
your just going to keep kicking each other into the mud.

Just have a nice time enjoy your life,
eventually you’ll be throwing a knife!

All you need to do is shake hands,
or you’ll end up breaking, like stone into sand.

Apologise before someone gets hurt,
all your doing is falling in the dirt.

just be happy and don’t be too rough,
if you don’t stop now you’ll never get enough!

Fighting is a bad thing to do,
just make up and start anew.

Bombs, guns…
Germans,
Death, suffering, gas
No one wants this again,
World War 1
and World War 2…
hell for us all,
barbed wire in spirals,
This is hell on earth.

Cockpit… Guns …
BLUE 5 ARE YOU THERE?

DEATH…

Swinging upside down, dropping bombs,
and saving lives , a war wouldn’t be a war without
pilots and their planes.

W hat will happen next in the war?
O h how I miss the men fighting
R aiders flying everywhere
L ots of men drop ice cold
D oes anybody feel my pain?
W hen will this fighting stop?
A ll the villagers want is peace
Running men and fighting lots
One more war and I’ll fight YOU

Guns blazing, lives going to critical levels,
fire… despair… bombs,
hopelessness… bunkers… blood,
yes this happened…but hopefully never again,
but the Germans didn’t realize how many lives it cost,
for this has happened twice,
World War 1…
and World War 2.

Plant your feet – and
Take a brace…
See it through!
When it is in vain – Do
the best that you
can do

You may fail, but you may
Conquer,
Keep on the motto –Try,
Try , Try , Try
For a fine fame…!
See it through…!

If worst is beyond you to happen
Spite of all you can do
Running will not save you,
If you strike a thorn
Or rose
Keep on going…!

It is no use of crying
When the world is ,
Looming dark
And things seem so clear ,
Just remember the – Lord!
See it through..!
When your up against
Trouble,
Meet it squarely,
Face to face,
Lift your chin and set
Your shoulders!
Life is with the rough and
Smooth…,
Life is with ups and
Downs…,
Don’t be scare-face
it brave…,
See it through…!

Agony, death, pain
My brother who died in vain
I will remember

War, oh war,
why are we fighting?
Is it because it is entertaining,
or is it because we just feel like it?

War, oh war
why are we fighting?
Is it a bug we always catch
or is it just because we are mean?

War, oh war,
why are we fighting?

Travelling through this spaciousness,
Of airy open space,
The sparking amber gunshots,
That streak across my face.

The flaming tawny sunset,
Slowly begins to fade,
We fire our deadly killers,
Until the night gives us shade

I clasp my lucky sovereign,
Until it’s enriched with sweat,
And sob my throbbing heart out,
’til the next raging day of fret

This is a prayer,
And this type is scarce.
To pray for soldiers in the war.
I will always remember those in the war.

On Remembrance Day,
We have fun and play,
We will always shout at people about
But we still will remember the soldiers, even today.

I can wear a poppy,
To show that I care.
For all the dead soldiers,
Imagine you were there?

All through the day,
And all through the night,
The soldiers were doing,
What they felt was right.

They fight for their nation,
Also for land.
When they feel like it
They start a marching band!

When they finally descend,
From the hospital ward,
They have a crutch
Or the wound of a sword.