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The bullets fall, The soldiers brawl, The bodies drop, And never stop. The madness spreads, Inside their heads, A violent lust, Within the dust.
Storm the breach and be a hero, Hit the ground and be a zero, Raise your weapon and fire true, Or freeze and realise death is due.
Shape up Tommy Atkins And stem the German tide, For your King and for your country For God is on your side.
Another three heroes fallen. Fighting a forgotten war. Another three families torn apart. Their inconsolable grief hard to ignore. Another three bodies to fly home. Draped in three Union Jacks.
It's dark outside as black as ink "we're going to war boys" My heart starts to sink.
I cry for hunting. My soul it sells. My eyes are burning. I find myself. Alone in my heart. I fled the stars. I call for morning. Alone in mourning. As I wallow on, my depths are more undone.
There's little time left Before you go And fight the war You're needed for Just promise me one thing; You'll come back and wear my ring. Why do you have to go. And fight someone else's war.
My soul will live, With you forever, Flown away, Broke the tether, Keeping me trapped, Upon this earth, Given wings to fly, And heaven's worth.
The vibrating cords… Like the strings on a guitar Singing their last song. Tremolant discords Signals death’s final moment Lingering hope, stilled.
Where tranquility used to be, there is pandemonium The freedom street is held in solitary confinement Armored cars, bombs and heavy machine guns, Running wild like an old Singer machine The collector...
improvisation Challenge set by @eddie12309 Using words: Grass, Egg, Emotion, Poppy, Smell and Hands.
Take a deep breath, Its over now, For you anyway, Others will fight on, But you did your part, You wont be remembered, Not as an individual, You will be known as Soldier, A man who gave it all for...
bullits bouncing everywhere, calls and shouts of young men dead, i sit there waiting for my dutie, for when death claims me bounty i will not turn, death wheres the mask of a common man, till it...
Women have been the backbone of most wars So I stand strong when I fight among the men I've seen my share of death so I'd say I know the score And I know I'll see it all over again This uniform...
The fields covered in vibrant red. Too many have lost their lives, Are dead. Deafening gunfire has just ceased, Man proven once again to be the beast.
I have no age or gender No colour, clan or creed I'm the universal soldier Please call me if you need Someone to take the bullet, Someone to fight the foe What's that.
You came to me once more in a dream as the stars above did gleam... It begins the same with the beat of a drum... Hands of soldiers sway to a military march like the pleats of a skirt.
CORRIDORS I'm running through these corridors and shadows fill my head of tall machines and brutal wars, of millions that are dead.
So many people are naive Seeing the world full of rainbows Ignoring the battle cries and death. Those of us who've truly lived, Felt loss, and despair, and pain, See the world as it truly is.
It was just like a normal morning, Something so big came without warning. Destroying so many innocent lives, Separating husbands, children, wives.
The battle was over. The war was not won. The troops were all sober. The fighting was done. Legends were made. Legends were slayed. There presence was great. But lessons were gave. Bickering in vain.
More pictures on my TV Women and children dying in the street Skies above them burning, people bleeding in the heat Graffiti slogans on city walls Banners over markets Governments vying for a...
By Aflred Lord Tennyson Half a league half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred: 'Forward, the Light Brigade.
By Winifred Mary Letts There was a man, - don't mind his name, Whom Fear had dogged by night and day. He could not face the German guns And so he turned and ran away.