In the trenches
Deep beneath the soil
Gunshots ring
Through the barbed coil
Soldiers patrol the grounds
Shivering in the cold
Keeping a straight face
Trying to be bold
In the middle of the battlefield
More dead bodies lay
It will stay there for ever
Until they slowly decay
Her hands trembling
As she slowly writes
Hoping son, brother father
is safe and alright
- By me
It changes perspectives at the end, don't mind that.
Kate Beckket xx

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[War Poems]
Puisi"A True Soldier Fights Not Because He Hates What Is In Front Of Him But Because He Loves What Is Behind Him." _by 14KateBeckett_