Sorry if this isn't very good. This is my first time trying to write a hunger games poem please read and review what you think =) thanks

You killed mothers, and fathers

sisters and brothers

family, and friends,

as well as many others

you bombed homes and lives

memories and joy.

Did you like the looks of pain,

from those who were burned alive?

Or Rue getting speared?

Finnick get eaten alive?

All those and many more are dead because of you.

How did it feel to watch your city get blown?

Did your life flash before your lives when I went to shoot you?

I hope justice get served to you.

In the deepest depths of hell

maybe you will get torchered by those that you killed.

I don't know for sure where u are

but one thing is I'm glad your gone

the fire has caught

and we burnt so you president Snow burnt with us...

R&R!