A lovely poem by Daniel inspired by an Otto Dix painting ‘German Soldiers

 

 

There has been 2 days of silence

The boredom is exhausting

My fellow servicemen and I are waiting for something to happen

When the gas bomb hits

We were waiting for it to end, but it didn’t

 

We were rushing to grasp our gas masks

We were looking into a void

The gas was wrapping itself around our lungs, tightening at every second

It was like a burglar breaking through every piece of clothing we had

It was burning every part of skin it could reach

We were waiting for it to end, but it didn’t

 

I lunged for my gas mask and pressed it as hard as I could to my face

As I put my mask on I realised what was happening around me

Most of the soldiers dead, the others were slightly injured

These soldiers were strong pals of mine so I did everything I could to help them

I tightened the gas masks around my friend’s heads

We were waiting for it to end, but it didn’t

 

I peered over the top of the trench

I see a swarm of Germen soldiers sprinting towards the place they just bombed

There were no soldiers that were ready for what was going to happen

The amount of our soldiers did not balance theirs

They arrived ready for this attack

We were waiting for it to end, and it did in terrible way