LikhoPadho

Michael Mack  The Narrator  A boy  A soldier 

Many animals  Many civilians  Many soldiers  Many numbers and digits 

a man my size so full of zest  I count myself more lucky  I kept firing on them..  the solider boy was sitting claimly 

At dawn  At night  In the evening  In the morning 

he started firing at the enemy  he looked around some aid  he found deep craters in the earth  he found bodies on the ground 

observed the soldier uniform  observed the large stain on the shirt of the soldier  observed tiredness of the soldier  observed that the soldier's eye is red. 

because he was feeling tired and cold  because he cannot run at that time.  because he was having a small pain in his heart  because he didn't fight more. 

Approaching twilight  Approaching sunset  Approaching death  Approaching darkness 

a satirical poem  an anti-war poem  a dramatic poem  epic poem 

Alliteration  Repetition  Metaphor  Simile