Each
awful wave jerking, wrenching at their minds, dragging them down,
Unable
to resist the weight, overwhelming anxiety, making them drown.
Within
each wash, dust, and shock, leaving them breathless, gasping for air,
The
insanity too much to comprehend, apprehension raging with despair.
Uncertainty
painting awful pictures, with frightful visions, of the unknown,
Booming
explosions above, the ground shaking, villages into debris blown.
Thought
of the future on hold, hope distracted, all their dreams shattered,
The
thunderous noises resonating, sirens wailing, attention badly battered.
Hearts
surrendering to certain death, desperately clutching onto salvation,
Each
startling blast, sending shock waves, met with scathing condemnation
Every
second split, in imminent threat, helplessly waiting for the fatal blow,
Death
lingering above, spreading distress, and agony, time dragging slow.
Women
and kids screaming, the dreadful menace, leaving them distraught,
Unable
to escape the violent force set above, engulfed in fearsome thought.
Mothers
sobbing, unable to restrain their emotions, overwhelmed with fear,
Clutching
their infants, close to their hearts, ardently wrestling to persevere.
Where
is their salvation, an end to this agony, the relentless sorrow and pain?
Who will stop this coldblooded killing, heartless war? Why are they delaying?
Written By: Alan.Clark@WW1POET (March 2023)
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