Unsung LiesA Poem by GiftedIn this poem i describe the hardships of war and of soldiers. Please leave feedback.
Run short; the day had
Cold winds of twilight My efforts it thwarted Despite it's efforts I continued On my back my gun hung A bona fide proposition Or so it seemed; unsung heros Obdurate cowards; false ambition Kill for a medal Purgatory posthumously Forever bound to soil So coward soals may benefit © 2012 GiftedAuthor's Note
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