This document contains several student poems about war and the military. The first poem describes the many negative aspects of war such as death, destruction, bombs, tears and blood. Another poem portrays war as hellish with constant fighting between different sides. A third poem is about prisoners of war escaping from their cell and battling enemy soldiers.

1. By: Justin Stevens
2nd Period Mrs. Love
WAR

2. War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
Brie Carter

3. I liked this poem because it brings out the reality of war. The poem brings out the reality
of war in only twenty-three lines. The author seems to make you draw yourself into the
poem to read it faster an make your mind race with immagination. One specific feature
of this poem that stood out to me was imagery. Imagery stood out to me because as I
read I had pictured each one of the lines in my head.

4. War
It's war, all out war
Between me, myself, and I
It's war, all out war
Between the the needle and the eye
It's war, all out war
Between the voices in my head
It's war, all out war
Between the feathers and the lead
It's war, all out war
Between desire and sudden death
It's war, all out war
Between the woman and her last breath
It's war, all out war
Between the people clad in black
It's war, all out war
Between the love that they now lack
It's war, all out war
Between the man and his strife
It's war, all out war
Between his love and his new life
It's war, all out war
Between the heart and the head
It's war, all out war
As the man falls over dead
Claire Borges

5. This poem had a darker heavier sense to me. Leaning a little bit toward the unsettling side.
The author had used a sense of end rhyme. At the end of the lines he used words that
would tie into rhyming with the next line.

6. The War King
War above the clouds,
War below the earth,
The War King rules this land.
This strife has gone on for too long,
So a Band of warriors has come,
The War King rules this land.
War and strife,
Anger and hate,
The War King rules this land.
When the warriors come,
There will be death,
The War King rules this land.
The War King rules this land no more,
The wars are over,
Justice has prevailed.
Steve Vaughan

7. I had primarely chosen this poem because the first stanza matched one of the pictures I
had already chosen. The poem of course follows the overall theme of the project. Steve
Vaughan to me is a well rounded poet. He uses free verse in this poem.

8. Time For Joining War
We have to join in war,
This is the time to join in war
Yes, I have to go to battle field
Not to waste time in this way.
Have to go to war; have to go to war
Have to go to war.
Bondage! No, no, no and never,
I do not accept, can’t accept, this can’t be
Flowers will not bloom on my way-this can’t be
Can any one hold the sun in pledge?
I must join the war,
Join the war, join the war.
Enemy of flower is the foe of sun
Foe of sun is the enemy of flower
And also enemy of our love-
Flood, thunder, storm- are temporary distress
Could you hold your beauty in pledge at mirror?
No! No, no, no, no- it will must come out.
Perfume of flower is sent as letter
Perfume of flower, perfume of flower, perfume of flower-
Who are the enemies their eremite is for ever
Enemy of river, tree, magpie robin and cuckoo
War, war against them
Yes, I have to go to battle field.
War against them who create obstruction
On the way of river
War against them who hang the green grass
War against them who obstruct the rain fall from sky
War, war and war
Against them who obstruct to love flower, poet to write
Who obstruct to talk in mother tongue!
War, war, war and war against them
I have to go to battle field-
This is the time to join in war
This is the time to join in war
And this is the time to join in war.
BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

9. I chose this because after college I am planning to join the military. The way that it flows
intreuges me. The author made me feel like I should enlist tomorrow, making it feel like it is
my time to go to war.

10. The Beauty of War
War
You are a beauty
For roundtable evaders
Always the sole option
Polished erstwhile weaponry
The beauty of war
War
You are a beauty
For lovers of environment
Scorching terrain
From vegetation into scarlet
With ripples of blood
The beauty of war
War
You are a beauty
However long it takes
However deep the destruction
By the bulldozers of death
You succumb to the same adage
The sanity of the roundtable
Thus the beauty of war!
Liverpool, UK
Tuesday,03/02/2009
Isaac Maliya

11. I chose this poem because there is a beauty to war and most people do not see it. The
soldiers on the ground don’t even see it because theyre in it. The destruction is simpily
breath taking. Along with the fast reations of the strongest military power. To me the author
uses a free verse poem, not following a certain pattern but still inspiring.

12. O Blood Soldiers
Hear my calls blood soldiers
You will live o you will live,
Wars will come
And wars will go,
You will live o you will live.
Follow my calls o blood soldiers
All shall live
In wars after wars,
No one shall die
In many wars.
Hear my calls o fair soldiers
All will live
In many wars.
For I will do
The best for you.
Deepta Protik Osman

13. I chose this poem because it matches me. I come from a family of soldiers and I feel like it is
my part to join the military and serve the country. The author to me uses a free verse style
poem. Meaning that it doesn’t follow a fixed pattern.

14. The Call
Far and near, high and clear,
Hark to the call of War!
Over the gorse and the golden dells,
Ringing and swinging of clamorous bells,
Praying and saying of wild farewells:
War! War! War!
High and low, all must go:
Hark to the shout of War!
Leave to the women the harvest yield;
Gird ye, men, for the sinister field;
A sabre instead of a scythe to wield:
War! Red War!
Rich and poor, lord and boor,
Hark to the blast of War!
Tinker and tailor and millionaire,
Actor in triumph and priest in prayer,
Comrades now in the hell out there,
Sweep to the fire of War!
Prince and page, sot and sage,
Hark to the roar of War!
Poet, professor and circus clown,
Chimney-sweeper and fop o' the town,
Into the pot and be melted down:
Into the pot of War!
Women all, hear the call,
The pitiless call of War!
Look your last on your dearest ones,
Brothers and husbands, fathers, sons:
Swift they go to the ravenous guns,
The gluttonous guns of War.
Everywhere thrill the air
The maniac bells of War.
There will be little of sleeping to-night;
There will be wailing and weeping to-night;
Death's red sickle is reaping to-night:
War! War! War!
Robert William Service

15. I liked this poem because it made me think of a more mid evil time period war. The picture
is of course from a moddern war. That’s only because I couldn’t find any pictures that would
go with this perticular poem. The author uses end rhyme thoughout the poem

16. P.O.W. (Prisoners Of War)
Locked up in a cell
The prisoners of war light the fuse to the dynamite
The door is blasted off the hinges
The prisoners of war escape through the opening where the door was
Enemy soldiers, one by one, are notified
And one by one
They try to take down the prisoners of war
War isn't pretty
War is hell
The enemy soldiers break out the guns and knives
Ready to take the prisoners of war down
But the prisoners of war do a wonderful job of fighting and staying alive
More enemy soldiers are dispatched
Some climb down or drop off ladders
Some flip and somersault
Some continue walking and running on the ground
After dispatching the enemy soldiers
The prisoners of war climb the ladder
To where they can plan their escape
To where they can make their escape
To where they can escape in a helicopter
Leaving the life of war far behind
Justin Gildow

17. This poem does contradict a poem from before and im going to contradict what I had said
earlier. While war has its certain beauties, the heavier realities deminish those beauties.
War is hell theres no other way to describe it. The brave men and women who protect us
face the real possibilities of ending up in a modern day P.O.W. camp. The author looks like
they used free verse in this poem.

18. Field of Battle
Forced are the troops of battle,
Into the field of war, of war.
Feed on their movement, general,
As a leader of war, of this battle.
I, a troop, have forced my mind
Into the war of my dreams,
Into the fire of my wishes;
They are like dread and scare.
To belittle a young man, who is a soldier,
A fighter, born of the skill to fight and parry,
Is never agreeable in the eyes of the warlord,
The hard man or woman, the harsh chief.
Punishment awaits those who excel at war crime
And force is a force that fades from power
To weak pull, a reaction to the enemy,
A full explosion for them who oppose.
Swords and crossbows are the implements
That win the war more than anything else.
Your horse is put to death, the standard-bearers
Are put down for their bravery, gallantry.
Forced are the troops of battle,
Into the field of war, of war.
Feed on their movement, general,
As a leader of war, of this battle.
Naveed Akram

19. The poem here is another one that reminds me of a mid evil time period war. I had used
the moddern picture again to show the evolution from the sword and crossbows to high
tech weaponry.

20. Vietnam
The young man's youth
fought the war for you
The soldier's young dreams
fought the war for me
Who ever know that he was
he was who America grew
Who'd ever guess he would be
America' best, but he
Took his own life, and
he had the right
By his own hand the man
took a stand, and
Fro his own hand, the man
took my stand, when he
Fought the war for you
he fought the war for me
And I sing for thee
they fought the war for me.
Dan M. Jones

21. I chose this poem because it brings out the hidden truth of war. Everyone knows war is
hard for everyone expecially the soldiers. This poem is a soldier who commits suicide.
Revealing this hidden part of war, a major problem. I feel the author used end rhyme in
this poem.

22. I am
Lifee, Hope, Living.
I love football and friends.
Respect is important to me.
Kindness is important to me.
Dedication is important to me.
Unselfishness is a good thing.
Quick temper is bad, but can show
who you really are.
People are getting more irrational.
The world is getting lazy.
People are to hateful.
I am.

23. 5 senses
Strong is red and black.
It tastes like a homemade meal.
It sounds like the cheering of peers.
And smells like blood and sweat.
It looks like success.
And makes you feel unstoppable.

24. Hiaku
A long summer night.
Screams fun and excitement.
The fun summer nights.

25. Diamonte
Football
Fun, Strong
Bleeding, Yelling, Running
Helmets, Pads, Cleats, Shorts
Physical, Difficult
Rugby

26. Acrostic
Ready
Around the town
Corner catching
Intreguing
No brakes
Gipping