The Awful, Awful Cost of War

PAD Challenge day 11:
For today’s prompt, write a description poem.
Pick someone or something to describe.
Get in depth, or just brush along the surface.


So our young men and women can go off to work...

and come home to mother's supper-soup...

Beneath your ribs

Pulses the heart

Of a boy,
A brother,

A mother’s son

But, instead of

A baseball bat

They are teaching you

How to hold a gun

And on your cheek,

Your smooth, young cheek

Instead of a kiss

From a sweetheart dear

You are about

To taste firsthand

The awful gall

Of mud-and-blood tear

And many of you

Will never see

The Freedom

You are fighting for

Your boyish vim and

Sympathy

The awful, awful

Cost of war

© Janet Martin

The Truth
by
Archibald Lampman