Casualty Of War
#FridayFun Crouched - in a hole, lone; death bullets circle his home. Child, stranger to calm. Fear - a common foe, That visits with every shot. Trapped, nowhere to go.
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#FridayFun Crouched - in a hole, lone; death bullets circle his home. Child, stranger to calm. Fear - a common foe, That visits with every shot. Trapped, nowhere to go.
#FridayFun Crouched - in a hole, lone; death bullets circle his home. Child, stranger to calm. Fear - a common foe, That visits with every shot. Trapped, nowhere to go.
Not the start of one does he announce,. Not a legible word does he pronounce,. But everyone does know what he speaks,. His face covered in smothering red streaks,.
For every drop of blood that falls. A million tears we shed. With every single bullet fired. Our hearts are filled with dread. With every single day at war. We fear for who is next.
Across turbulent seas and more so land. Foxholes dug into barren ground. Sleeps awake when fear allows. Woken by hellish sounds. Flash bang and tracer fire. Fly by wire reinforcements.
~I~ I stand in awe at the mess I've just created. Blankly facing the chaos in front of me, I push forward through the mob of soldiers to the front lines. "My captain, I am sorry.
#colourchallenge #black #sjw Try and guess how many times a colour is mentioned. There are duplicates, count them too. Hope you have fun. .......
"Move move move!", Where the words he said, As he sent us all, To be dead. Peering over, The ledge ahead, I was foreseeing, Me lying down dead.
Searing crimson rays strike the scorched earth. Blood curdling screams shatter the once vividly beautiful land like fragile glass. Shining armour flashes and glistens under burning, deadly sun.
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An island - once known as Great Britain, District 01-175, 17th March 2035 He tossed and turned as his brain brought waves of nausea and sickening memories crashing around his head like a tsunami.
Another great war of man began. With all the worlds nations involved again. To finally settle once and for all. Mans future with an enemy so cruel. We stood together at dawn.
Captain Winters looked ahead and lowered his rifle.He turned around in the small trench, facing his men."Ok, I'm going over.Advance on the red smoke!" He shouted, then he lunged over the ditch and...
Kaizen Peering into the distance, Kaizen could make out the vague shadows of spears, swords, shields, and the ever imposing Nemedian Banner that has caused such fear throughout Aquilonia.
Part 5 "Lindsey." I say calmly through my clenched teeth. I drop my berries "Lindsey, look." She directs her eyes towards where I am looking. There stands 5 men in black red and yellow uniforns.
A captain was fighting against the enemy, with his team, on the border. Suddenly a soldier arrived hurrily to tell - " Sir there is a bad news...
The bullets fall, The soldiers brawl, The bodies drop, And never stop. The madness spreads, Inside their heads, A violent lust, Within the dust.
"Don't leave me," I whispered, choking back tears that threatened to spill in clumps and make my eyes red and splotchy. I looked bad enough already. I didn't need to look weak and wimpy as well.
He ran... Bare feet through the ramshackled street. The once smooth road now littered with debris and rubble. His feet stung with the virgin sensation of unprotected soles clashing with untamed...
My blood splatter face looks down at the ground. How did we get to this point. A time when man turns on man. Where nothing but death will suffice. I fight for my country. To protect it from harm.
As I walked along the dusty road, all seemed quiet. I expected I was a late beginner, as I had passed several dead people in my wake.
I'm tired of war and the revolution, I'd rather peace and resolution. It seems to be happening every day, someone else with shit to say.
Lucy stood sheepishly behind james. Adam let go of my legs, and I slid down the wall. I looked at Adam and Lucy, ' is this true' I choked, my eyes filling with tears.
Footprints in the sand, fading into dust. Missiles overhead, snipers take their aim; Blindly scrabbling for help, who to trust. After this, life would never be the same.