We had to make poems about war in english class mine turned out horrible but here it
is

    
 

                               Death fills the air,
                   Bodies lay unknown,
                           His family starts to worry when they dont hear the phone


                             "Will he die"   "is he dead"
                 These thoughts go round and round in their heads


                         They begin to weep, they cry. they sorrow,
       Wondering if he is alive will he make it til' tomorrow?

                

                         Then in the middle of the crying,
                             The phone begins to ring
                            they all pause and hesitate at this dramatic scene
 

                   The mother picks up the phone
         Hoping her nightmares were all wrong,
                           Filled with sudden relief after hearing the first word,
                  "Mom?"