As They March Us All Away
-Maddy F.
The beat of death,
The same every day,
Takes the form of a march,
As they march us all away.
Each bullet shot,
Drenches the soul in blood.
The sound of one more death,
As they march us all away.
A battlefield,
Replaces the beauty,
That was once the land,
As they march us all away.
Fear in all eyes,
As we pray to return,
To leave this wretched place,
As they march us all away.
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AN- Like 'By any other name', this poem has been worked on and replaced with the current version. Hope you find this one better! (5.8.2012)
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By any other name
PoésieA poetry book with no specific theme. Filled with some of the poems that I've written! Cover by: sanfrancesa *Will add more poems as I write them :)
