War in a sense

My thoughts rushing through the ashes, Trying to put this together, My eyes looking into suns, As I hear the guns, I saw soldiers busy crying, But saw ordinary people dying, I felt the blood coloured rain, Filled with excruciating pain, As the rapid bullets go astray, I fell to the ground and started to pray, I tasted the peace, As the firing siege Smelling nothing but death, As i take my last breath.