I won’t forget the stillness of the day
The bright sun that shone that morn
How I held my breath , and fixed my gaze
With fellows beside me , faces drawn
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My thoughts of you , came from within
How I longed for those days back again
My rifle clutched , the grasp so tight
Have I the will to fight the fight
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For the steps I make could be the last
I shut my eyes , think of the past
Wait for the whistle
Hear the cry , time to live , or time to die
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Over the top , here we go , to the unknown
Only god will know , so prey for me
Your only son , right here , right now
Hell has come .
- Author: ady123 ( Offline)
- Published: October 4th, 2023 13:51
- Comment from author about the poem: For the all the brave souls
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
I knew hell was here when Donald Trump got into the white house.Nice poem
Thank you David much appreciated
Ady
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