THE BLITZ

The bomber plane swallows the clouds as,

It ascends into the unknown,

Of the night sky,

BANG!

The deafening noise of air raid sirens,

Souls filling the air,

Whilst bombs whistle through the clouds,

Help!

People greeted by nurses whilst,

Bombs randomly splatter around them,

Like an erupting volcano killing and filling the night sky blood red,

DANGER!

The air raid sirens slowly quieten,

People doing anything they can to help,

OVER