Year 6 Poetry

Year 6 have been writing beautiful, hard-hitting poetry about WWII.

Joyful I made it,
Forbidden to be free.
I thought Britannia was better,
Children look at me.
These camps are as crowded as bird flights.
This dangerous discrimination
Makes me want to fall
Hitler’s scary that’s no lie
But I don’t want to die, die, die.

By Cerys