I look up at the beautiful star lit sky
With each twinkling bright light shining in my eye
Knowing that you are fighting for our land
Marching with a gun at hand
Ready to kill for our country
Whatever happened to your sanity?
Is this what you expected when your crossed the bounty?
The gun goes pop
And not the enemy is dead
With blood dripping from his head
Dripping like a red rain drop
The blood is leaking like a red waterfall
But the solider must remain tall
He must move on
Taking more lives to be gone
The clouds are now turning to a dark grey shade
The sky's color has fade
The young solider must sleep in a muddy bloody river
He is now starting to have a fever
But he has nothing and no one to come to his aid
He cleans the blood off of his rusty blade
He can not sleep
For he is surrounded by mourns and screams
Of painful blood wounds the have been injury so deep
How the solider wishes he would be home with his wife
She is the only hope that he will get through this life
The solider look at at a shining star
Know that his wife is doing the same
This war seems to be such a wicked game
He knows that his wife is so far
On his arm he has a wounded scar
That reminds him of the man that he has become
The coldness in the air makes his body shake violently
Now he becomes numb
How he wishes that he could sleep so peaceful and siently
Seconds turn in the minutes, minutes turn in to hours
And all the soilder can think about is his wife's beauty blooming like flowers
He can feel the scars on his arm bleeding blood
Author notes
This poem is not done.....
Written April 6th, 2006
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Bravo! Bravo!!!
I was really touched by this peace particularly because I grew up in a military family. Ive always wondered if this was what went through my relatives minds while they were at war. -
Thats a really awesome write. I liked it much. You were so descriptive yet kept me hooked. You really put me in the soldiers shoes...awesome job! Btw thanks for the comment on my poem.
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How I feel for those soldiers for they are the true victims as are their families.you write with feeling about the suffering of these poor men who only want to be home and safe with their loved ones.Well done, Ros
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HEY YOUR POEM IS AWESOME WAS THIS THE ONE YOU READ FOR THE POETRY SLAM. IF SO I THINK YOU SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN FIRST PLACE. I HAD FORGOTTEN TO ASK IF YOUR POETRY SLAM HAD ROUNDS WE DID. IF YOU DID HAVE ANOTHER ROUND I WOULD LIKE TO READ THE OTHER POEM. ANYWAYS AMAZING POEM. K.I.T
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love the work very super
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this is really touching..it has a strong message within its words and it gets across loud and clear. i love the rhyming pattern, it works really well adding to the general flow of it. tell me when its finished and ill read again
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