Back to the front

About the atrocities of war

Young man, awake in hospital bed,
Wounds of war, He'd rather be dead.
Only son went off to war.
Not knowing of what he was fighting for.

 

Alone in trench,
His gun he clenched,
Death licking at his heels,
Bleeding wound no longer feels.

 

Back to the front,
Back to the war,
Hit by fire,
Back no more.

 

Soldier boy sent away,
He masters orders he would obey,
Returns in a wooden box,
Scars and burns in place of wavy locks.

He did as they said,
He ended up dead,
He went out to war.
What was he fighting for?

His girl kept letters he sent, they yearn.
Why won't your leaders ever learn.
Countless lives to be lost.
But they don't care of the cost.

 

Victim of their propaganda.
Letter began with "Dearest Miranda"
They took her world, her eveything.
No apologies can lessen the sting.

 

"I'm sorry for your loss"
They couldn't give a toss.
He's gone, Never to return.
But your leaders won't ever learn.

Reviews

[Sherratt133]

Loosely based on disposable heroes Hence the name; back to the front :)

[Deaths Cold Kiss]

this reminds me of DISPOSABLE HEROES from METALLICA!!!!!!! great write

[just rose.]

Wow, heartbreaking and done in really tight stanzas. Have you ever read the English WWI poets? They're some of my faves.

[Jessica]

WOW love the rhymth (cant spell) but i love it....you touched a very hot topic delicatly and beautifully. Are we becoming a young oscar wilde and writing war poems now??? 100/100