Post by Liz on Jun 4, 2011 16:35:46 GMT -5
This is me poem! It has came to me on memorial day and I guess it could be translated into warriors xD
Another Wasted Life
A soldier marches in syncronized step
Marching with allies to an immeninent death
Through war-torn land, void of life
Hope held fast by the army's might
All is quiet, nothing else moving but the tropical breeze
As it whistles through the broken ferns and trees
Thunder booms and twenty men fall down
Not able to scream, not making a sound
Bullets fly from behind the trees and vines
Five more go down at his very side
They scatter like ants after their hill has been shattered
He runs to survive, nothing else matters
Iron wasps whiz by, intent on their prey
Fire burns in his arm and he cries out in pain
Ten minutes in the battle and already down
He calls out for help, but on one else is around
The young soldier waits for salvation that wont come
A another valuable life wasted for a war that cannot be won.
Another Wasted Life
A soldier marches in syncronized step
Marching with allies to an immeninent death
Through war-torn land, void of life
Hope held fast by the army's might
All is quiet, nothing else moving but the tropical breeze
As it whistles through the broken ferns and trees
Thunder booms and twenty men fall down
Not able to scream, not making a sound
Bullets fly from behind the trees and vines
Five more go down at his very side
They scatter like ants after their hill has been shattered
He runs to survive, nothing else matters
Iron wasps whiz by, intent on their prey
Fire burns in his arm and he cries out in pain
Ten minutes in the battle and already down
He calls out for help, but on one else is around
The young soldier waits for salvation that wont come
A another valuable life wasted for a war that cannot be won.