Poetry inspired by Simon Armitage’s ‘Book of Matches’ – by Bethany Dunn, KS4 Student

Crash, boom, crash, boom,
the sound of the shell
your own personal hell,
the gas and fumes
boom, boom,
the smell of burning flesh
clawing through the wire mesh,
to the sleeping army,
I am war.

Peace, desire and glory,
people think of me gory,
it’s reality
the fatality
of the innocents.

By Bethany Dunn