ERodriguez

World War I Poem

Dark clouds turn into Red Clouds Solders mourn for their burns To watch glory return in their soul Holy brightnes and breakes the flame While the gas is reflected in their eyes And his lips calls out for help Age will not weary a man down They sit no more with their famalies They sleep in Englands land Giving down the sun and in the morning We will remember them They don't laugh with their comrades again They could only see them dying in vain They shall grow old as they were left to be old As the stars will bright when they rise up They move in marches alon the plain To show what they want and that is freedom Stars stare in the time of darkness Sorrows sin up to be immortal and to live forever Glory shines upon one mans tears They are wounded but they are in mentionble places War is a disgrace Heroes are remembered forever Ti'll the end they remain towards the end.