Kids War Poems | Examples
These Kids War poems are examples of War poems about Kids. These are the best examples of War Kids poems written by international poets.
We were the USA all tried and true
red, white and blue in 1952
our archenemy, our nemesis was the USSR
we despised them
We were capitalism, they were communism
we kids knew that we needed to win the space race
there was much cheering for our astronauts
We thought we were ahead
Lots of propaganda said we were anyway
The Berlin Blockade and Cuban Missile Crisis were on the news
There were McCarthy trials for writers and actors in Hollywood
USA children were taught to despise the USSR
The USSR was our enemy; it was okay to hate them
We knew they were bad, even if we did not know how
The cold war did not include actual fighting
But it sure did include propaganda and espionage
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My t-shirt had holes, and my jeans had some patches.
My feet were bare, and my elbows both had scratches.
The grownups were all indoors and the kids were out of sight.
'Twas a perfect childhood, 'neith a sun that shined so bright.
As we rode our bikes to the beach in nineteen sixty eight,
we felt the sea breeze on our faces. Everything was great.
Blissfully unaware of the nightmare in the jungle land,
I collected seashells in the Southern California sand.
My parents called me inside, with news, one cloudy day,
about the blast that blew my happy childhood away.
Bloody war raged on.
Superpower leader said:
"Sometimes kids fighting
like crazy in the yard, can't be parted."
"Best leave them fight on for a while."
Anyone care for TACO and cheese?
Peace...no,
bombs exploding;
it's war!
The wars
fought to get peace,
did not:-
Pooped bombs
swell graves' bellies;
death farts:-
The kids
feed wars each day;
death pleased:-
In wars,
only death wins;
peace can't:-
Love peace,
wars are evil;
crave life:-
The guy went crackers in the war
Now he sells daffodils down the old grave road
Sings songs about the dead
His daily bread
The kids throw stones
Shout out names
It’s a shame
Who can you blame
One day, the kids were playing in the river
Tommy got into trouble, panic ensued
They ran to him in tears
He ran back with them, diving straight in
Tommy felt the strong arms lift him above the water
His friends pulled him onto the grass
I’ll go back for the rest, he shouted
It was only Tommy
No, there’s always more
He swam out till lost from view
They talked about him for a while
The usual words always came back
He went crackers in the war.
No war, just love
Peaceful kind hearts need us to come into our life
I am afraid, I had death feelings, no love kind like
… Emma, passed our lives.
… No kids.
… No kinds.
… Passed loves.
No war, love, but I am a dead man, our kind you are gone; I am love
I can’t my life, just need to get my own home; in a heart. Home.
A love from our home of your heart is an empty cold room
… from your kind.
Can’t accept a stranger’s life, he needed to give you lives
… to our kinds
I loved you
Can be?
Forgotten
My only life.
No war, just life
Forget me
Enjoy your life
Emma
Driving me
The Light
Go
No war
Just love
Only love?
Bye, the…
Light
The doctor’s practice went to waste
the moment that the medic faced
A call from his reserve platoon
to fight a battle all too soon
The CEO of Pharma-Tech
would leave behind all hands on deck
When his brigade came calling him
he knew the war was no mere whim
The principal of my kids’ school
had fought the call, but overruled
He swiftly left his chair unmanned
The army had ripped up his plans
‘Coz ev’ry year since 'forty-eight
Disruption's marred the Jewish State
War
War is real
It’s bad for your health
They send you to death
And embellish their wealth
War is necessary
The propagandists rev you
Til you hate the scum
Who have families like you
Sister, wife and mum.
You’ll fight for freedom
While you do as your told
The blood in your veins
Becomes icy cold.
Your name on a monument
Your wife touches the letters
Your kids cry at night
Becoming bed wetters
War is real
A trench full of ghosts
A bomblet of agony
Turns your skin into toast.
David Cox 19/01/24
The kids are just fine
On this Wednesday eve
Our lives intertwine
Until one takes leave
On this Wednesday eve
We huddle in the waste
Until one takes leave
From this bombed-out place
They’re readied for school
Packed up for the day
Ballet class in tule
Then we hurry away
Packed up for the day
The evacuations begin
Then we hurry away
From the siren’s din
Distraught by expectations
Life’s daily demands
Guiding child’s aspirations
Mold their lives in our hands
Life’s daily demands
From missiles, we flee
Mold lives in our hands
As we dodge the debris
We discuss the whole day
Watch the news, sip our wine
In lands far away
We witness war’s crimes
Huddled in lost places
We assess the whole day
Do they hear us, or see us, or know us
In lands far away?
Why? Let me Know
To the Ukrainian kids
Why? Let me know please
Why my mom took me from home
Away from my toys
Why? Can’t go to school
Merry go round - swings broken
Classroom got fire
Without hot water
Without heating in bedroom
Without TV shows
Why? Mom can’t bring me
To the theater to see ballet
Dress up in fancy
Why? Let me know please
After a blasting people die
Why am I crying?
Through heavy fighting the invaders
With crazy mind and bloody hands
We stand up to defend our homeland
Set their war gears into depressors
The cruel brutal facts are unaltered
Who’s the owner, who’s bandits
That destroyed our charming cities
Killed the kids, women and elders
Through the barbarous morality
We fume firebomb of the buildings
We’ll bravely heal your fool acting
In blue sky our hearts still fly free
We smile to send our humble glory
To people who fight foreign invaders
To people who dare own dictators
To next gen, together save humanity
Have you noticed
When kiddies play
They play with guns of war
They learn from us
What seems to be
Really quite natural I'm sure
The future of
Our planet lies
In the hands of every child
Let's teach each soul
And guide them through
The perils with a smile
A positive take
On life it seems
Helps reach that distant goal
We don't need tools
Of war from now on
Just peace in every soul
So treasure our kids
And nurture them
To change the times ahead
And make this place
Much better than
The years of fear and dread
It can be done
If all of us
Just listen to our hearts
Let's forge a path
With kiddie's help
And make a brand new start!
I remember a time when,
Things were simple
When kids were kids and technology,
Had not diseased their young minds.
The future of America looked bright,
Then those traitors on bended knee,
Turned their back on old glory.
Shredding the image that we once,
Held dear in our hearts.
Destroying a nation that we can,
Never come back from.
How can we police the world when,
We can not police ourselves at home??
Remember those days, long ago,
When friends would come to call?
October was a good time, hazy
(Indian summer) anyway, in the fall
After the harvest was in.
The kids would organize a game
Of hide-and-seek; the porch post
Served as base,
And neighbors solved their differences
And arguments face to face,
Mostly religion and politics
Or they talked about the war
And sometimes how to do something
Like prune a tree or plumb a door.
Ladies clustered together
Men in a huddle on the ground
That's what it used to be
When neighbors came around.
Old men without souls
Who never utter a cry
Send boys off to distant wars
Eyes dry when they die
We vote these men into power
Who send mere teens to their death
We who claim to love our kids
We who take away their last breath