Air raid

Boom! Crash!
The war planes fly overhead
Screaming. Running.
The people of london crowd together.
The bombs fall
crushing everything in their path
they come nearer
the noise gets louder
A BOMB
its falling close.
I notice
by a mirical
I survive
At last
the raid has stopped
People. hurt, dead.
The crying silence of the street
I'm Alone
standing on the ground with a sorrowing soul
Whats happened?
Why am i here?
in this damage
in this dead london.