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A letter from Sir David Attenborough
World Book Day 2025
War Poetry
Year 6 analysed several war poems; using language we found effective, we worked collaboratively to produce the following poem. We felt proud of our joint effort and dramatised the poem in our class assembly.
Over The Top
For endless days and endless nights
We waited, frozen to our bones, our core, our soul
In dreadful trepidation for the grim reverberation of the whistle
The sour stench of fear weighs heavily
Dread terrorises our every taste
With pounding hearts and racing thoughts, we wait
The whistles shrieked, louder than life
Bayonets in hand, fear in hearts
Over the top we went
Stumbling forwards into a battle between life and bullets
The roar of machine guns, pummelling at death’s door
Like dominoes, comrades fall
Across the mist, the brutal, bloody battlefields
Bullets chuckle as they strike the living
The pain so great I fall
My life becomes dark and shatters
I shall never see my light again
I think: my suffering is over
I shall diminish but I will be remembered
As the one who fell in a foreign corner
Verses 1 & 2 – written collaboratively by Year 6
Verse 3 – written by Chloe