The Last Stand

war poem

The Last Stand
By Darrel davison

Fight with earned respect
But they may win
Hard to succeed
But we fight on
We march at the begin
Showing courage
But now in battle
Always stuck under every
Hiding stop can’t escape
Most wanted to fight for justice
Others were drafted
But somewhere just plain scared
Scared of dying
Scared to never see family again
And lots have already died
And soon more will when
They move to try and be safe
Trapped like someone in a corner
Where everyone is surrounding
What hardships we have faced
To die know but we will fight
Until proven defeated
Until the last man
Or chess piece is taken
We will fight for what we stand
And no one will kill our honor
So die we shall but honor is ours