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 * Poem Of War**

I am a soldier who hate war. You would too if you saw all the gore. I have to get out of here I have to leave, Why did I come here? I was so naive. As gun fire shoots out, I fear for my life as I run and shout.



I am a soldier who hates life, The only time I am happy is at home, with my wife. Liberty means nothing to me, If you saw your comrades fall around you, you'd agree. I see my dead friends in my dreams, and every night I here their screams.



I am a soldier who hates the cold, However, I keep moving as I'm told. All of a sudden an attack has come, But I can't move, and my feet are numb. I am shot, and I fall to the ground, The last thing I hear is screaming all around.



I am a soldier who hates death, As i take my last breath. I don't want to die, I want to be alive, However, I know I'm not going to survive. As my body lays with the other dead corps, I've come to the conclusion, I'm a soldier who hates war.