I must reload my gun in order to survive if not I shall surely die in this war field I see my companions beside me helping me survive in this world *BANG* I fire a shot which I’m almost positive missed and now I must reload again I promised my family I’d come home but now I wonder….. Can I keep my promise?
Food is scarce for everyone, I wonder if I will eat at all. Each day I wonder if it is my last day to live This battle is mean, mercyless and day by day I see more of my people drop down to never get up again
Once again I fire a shot but to be honest I don’t want it to hit, I don’t want it to end a person's life or injure someone badly some of my companions fight while others try to sleep although I fear they won’t wake up.
Today I fight the next i’ll sleep still weary of death although at this point I do not care if I fight tonight, or tomorrow I dare throughout this war we all think one thing will I live or will I fail.
Awesome poem Solly, you have described the inner conflict the soldiers must have felt. To shoot to save themselves, but not wanting to shoot someone. Very moving.
ReplyDeleteThank you for you your thoughtful comment. I thought of out cruel it would be in war and miserable it would be to end a life I like it when anything dies.
ReplyDelete-Solly