this was a homework for history, I hope you enjoy it~
marching, aching, painful and sore
limbs, rubbed by Khaki uniform, raw
useless boots dragging me down
fighting for country and for crown
weighed down into the mud with despair
choking through the gun smoke air
arms of lead to claw my way though
the wire, under your defences coming for you
shells raining, bomb hailing, the clock is ticking
one second to late, a step to slow, fire storm thickening
whistle blows, time to run
stand on guard, hold your gun
where was that fame? where was that glory?
little boys swallowed the army's story
here it lies, under your friends cold corpses
that heroic kill the war forces
feel it numb you, fill your boots and blood
freeze your heart, underground we stood
hide while you can, it's too late to run
the grenade fire will slaughter, not stun
I was blind in judgement, I listened to the wrong reasons
in no man's land, ice rain is the only season
to the Hun, I am just their cannon fodder
but I have my duty, I have my honour
my wife, my child, home alone and afraid
much like me, in the trenches raid
who will protect them, if I am gone?
I will not leave until my duty is done
I don't care for medals, I'd swap them for meat
I don't care for red uniform unless it provides heat
I don't want the prizes, I want to rest my head
not in dank, water filled holes for my bed
the music of the battle field, horrifying
does anyone back home even know they're lying?
bayonets raised like the great channels tides
this is war, people die on both sides
what do you think? I hope you liked it ^w^
