Peeking over the sandbags.
Seeing nothing but death on the frontline. Shell shocked boys in uniforms panic. Some fight.
Not many. I am calm. I am collected. Hearing the cannon fodder scares most.
I will not die here for I am not alive. I am inanimate.
Disgused in uniform.
I watch lives end.
Many wait for death to take it's toll. I know who dies On this fatefull battlefield.
I watch the fools charge over the trench into no mans land.
A small smile starts on my face.
They dOnt know whats coming. I do.
I am. Death.
