The Reenactment
A poem
The Reeactment
A victim of bravery
Awaiting to die
Dust roared over the night sky
It was silent until a distant women's cry
Racing black figures soon turned to unicorns
And red coated men stood in tacky uniforms
Everyone gathered on to the streets
The sky cracked with lightning and the sound
of marbles fell was sleet
People raced towards them with wooden canes
An avalanche of snow rolled over the plains
Dust once more rose in the air
Many watched the fight die and despair
The avalanche covered the city in ton of snow
Many ran in fear leaving loved ones alone
Houses fell in piles of wood
The red coated men left nothing just stood
Many stood with bare feet
Woman fell down to their knees
A man cursed to the sky about this tragedy
but more screamed in agony
Then there was a sudden rush
And the little boy woke up
Eyes white as milk
but still alive as he felt
He peered across the bed
To see exactly what happened in his head
By: Maddie Webb & Genna Sullivan