Today we must go over the trench.
And fight for what the nation has dreamt!
We have many men amongst our rank.
Mostly feeble, most fighting cramp.
Nevertheless we must follow the order!
And march unto the promised border.
Death seems pretty inevitable now.
Considering we're in No-Man's land.
We trust that our fellow man,
Will do all he can, to lend a hand.
With this in mind,
I can fight with heart.
Come near my den?
I'll tear you apart!
The second order has just reached camp.
Retreat at once! It's quite the cramp.
Who would have thought, a field so wide,
Could be destroyed, by genocide.
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Life And Conflict
PoetryIs life what you had hoped it would be? Maybe you had envisioned going out in glory? Through poetry I will try to explain that it's not too late to go out all guns blazing..! These poem's will tackle life and conflict. Both the Gl...
