No Man's Land by Jackson

No Man's Land

Birds screech scattering mysteriously as, loud monstrous sounds

come from north land.

Next minute later war cry’s happen along with rifles firing off

followed up with frag grenades self detonating off and blowing up

the landscape

But out of the blue it was suddenly quite surprisingly. Not even a

screech or a war cry, a from a rifle bang and a boom from frag

grenades Not even a single one. thinking it can’t be right. the noises

do not render in to my ears am i deaf i say to myself.

Suddenly my brain takes over forcing me to head to north land.

Arriving i see creators and trenches along with little sparky flames

still going on as trees snapped in halves and the taste of fear and

rage, smelling the musk of new fresh dead soldiers, and streams of

blood flow.

Its looks to be called no man’s land. Running before…

By Jackson