A soldiers war cry

poem by: Anna Tate
Written on Apr 22, 2017

A soldier lay dying for his country

A soldier boy was calling me
His faint cry heard all around
The air was still and silent
And dusty sand lay on the ground. 

The far outstretched plains lay before me
Carried on for miles ahead. 
And many a soldier's body could be seen
Although most of them lay dead. 

But still a soldiers voice called out
Which i could faintly hear. 
But with so many bodies strewn around
I wasn't sure of which cried out in his fear. 

But still I kept on reassuring him
With only words that could not explain
How much I really feared for his life
And if in death he would die from pain. 

Then I saw a movement 
Just slightly but it didn't go unseen. 
Now I could rescue our country's hero
And give back to him a life that'd been. 

For we must protect our country men
Who in a war for their land have bravely fought. 
A true hero who's life he gave willingly 
In their fight for freedoms rights their land sought.
Copyright © Anna Sabrina Tate | Year Posted 2016

 

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