TevinNR2007

This war is pointless Every 20 minutes our side loses 20 men We are fighting for freedom But we are commiting suicide, aren't we dumb We cannot question our government or we will be killed We are strong men, but not very skilled Most of us are only 18 or 19, so we don't know life All we know is mom, dad, and a small social life Our superiors are older, so they have lived long and well No matter how your life was before the war, we will all land in hell Guns fire and mustard gas leaks The reaper comes for souls to seek Forever shall the spirits roam the battlfield Until they are peacefully put to rest the souls will remained un healed Blood stained trenches and lifeless bodies From Alanders to Roddies Fighters dead on the right Poets still live and continue to write My poem is done and so am I In about an hour I will die.