The sirens blaring shriek echoes through the town
informing people the war has begun.
Fires, flaming, ferociously
blood flowing like a stream,
buildings standing tall,
bombs are dropping one by one
while the guiltless fearful people start to run.
Innocent, injured people start to cry led on their backs
staring at the gloomy, night sky.

London’s heart is broken, it’s torn into two,
worried people’s lungs fill with toxic smoke
cough, cough they start to choke.

The ghastly pong lingers through the air.
people bolt like there’s no tomorrow.
The sympathetic hospital opens their arms
as they hug and help you.

Finally the war is over
a sign of relief fills the town, phew!
As they start to clean up and rebuild people’s lives.