It is the day the soldiers have all waited for. It is the day to gain freedom from captivity.
Women clinged to their husbands as if not to let go.
The whole neigbourhood silent is silent like a grave yard, except perhaps, the only sound we could hear was our own hearbeats.
The skies full of birds tweeting out loud, ''We Are In this together''.
Soldiers looking at each other as if to say who will return from war and who will die.
To this end, there no turning back, as fellow patriotic Soldiers clamour, ''NO VICTORY NO VANQUISH!! TO LIVE IS TO DIE''!
Helicopters all in the air conspicuosly with there whop-whop-whop sound.
With mighty trumpets blaring to commence the War, I frightfully woke only to realise all was a dream.

Please I've never written anything call poetry before. It's the first I'll be writting,

U wiil make a great poet. Consistency is what u need. Soon,i will post my for you to read. I see greatness in ur work.

Thanks. I.m waiting for yours

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