After the War

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Historical Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem was written for my war poetry anthology, on the Second Boer War.

Submitted: February 20, 2017

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Three years had we fought,

On a foreign land, far from home

Once we had lost, but victory sided us

For all the time we had roamed

 

With rifles in our filthy hands

Did we prepare to kill

A mankind so similar to us yet different

Did I him through my will

 

For our only job was to pull the trigger

The trigger, which I had pulled

Took lives away of black and white

Had my soul befouled

 

The rifles carried on my shoulder

As we marched along

Had I ever felt them so heavy

Were the weight of lives now gone.

As I have seen too much. Too far

Beyond control as mankind

Will my mind explode with shelling sounds

As I read on my couch tonight

 

To my fellow young soldiers, I tell you

For I am over with this thing

A killing is no victory

No more do I want to see.  


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