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!
