We call our men heroes after they're dead After they've all been buried with stones at their heads But years later we forget they existed And a letter's in the mail saying a new boy's been enlisted
Crawling through grass with shots up ahead The gun on his back feels as heavy as lead The man on his right has fear in his eyes Cause the enemy's waiting to end their lives
For the past few months he's been living in fear As he wonders how the hell he even got here Yesterday his best friend died in his arms And reality him with terror and alarm
Now he's shaking as he lies there and waits Driving away thoughts of what could be his fate Sometimes he wonders why he bothers to try Cause he knows he could well be the next one to die
Quick as a flash there's a shot from behind And the pain's enough to make him go blind He collapses to the ground as the last thing he hears Is the loud ringing of fire in his ears
Now all he is is another white cross Among all the others, his name becomes lost He's one more of those heroes who fought for his life A soldier whose purpose was only to fight
Amaris: I enjoyed it very much! It has great imagery, flows well throughout, thinking of the death of a soldier in war brings forth loads of emotion, and it is very sad. I thought it was very good writing. Thank you so very much. Keep writing. Dale
There are lines in some stanzas that are not in rhyme, like this line. 'And reality him with terror and alarm'
The poem is more like a short story and it's simple to understand, though there wasn't any excitement or any style in this point.
Try to wrap things up, and give the poem a little boost. The poem's story is common, so try to add something that is different.
The poem is a little rushed.
The character was just thinking of how scared he is because he's going to be in the battlefield, and quick as a flash, an enemy shot him dead, so try to slow things down and explain his adventure before he got shot.
I like how your poem starts off with criticism and then you talk about the letter and I get a little confused but I keep reading to find that your writing a story about a boy. I love how you brutally bring a cruel, scary reality to life and then end with a ruthless, crushing ending. Even though there was no hope the sadness of the last 2 stanzas still has an impressive impact. I really liked your poem good work :-)
I was thinking of my uncle while I read this poem. He fell at St. Lo, France 30 July 1944. He's buried in France at the Normandy cemetery. I'll visit him this year.
I sometimes wonder why I did not die in Vietnam. The finality is devestating.
A great tribute for those martyrs who sacrifice their live for the sake of their countrymen. It is indeed the irony of our world that, we often forget the names of those soldiers.
The poem told a sad truth. My father talked to dead friends when drunk lost in the Korea war. Even as a child. I felt his sadness. I followed my father footsteps. Learning war steal a part of us that can't be returned. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
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