STONE IN MY BOOT

Theres a stone in my boot
Why should I care ?
As comrades die
Either side
Men scream for help
Wide eyed
In agony
But Ime aware
Of this stone in my boot
Why should I care ?

Ime free of the trench
Bullets whistle
And whine
Shrapnel tears flesh
Body parts fly
To a blue sunny sky
As I approach my death
Theres a stone in my boot
As comrades die
Why should I care ?

Closer now
That smokey smell
Of machine gun fire
A living hell
A sudden jolt
Chest on fire
To the ground
An angels choir
Theres a stone in my boot
Why should I care ?