Suicidal Trenches

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: War and Military  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a poem about soldiers in world war 1 trenches.

Submitted: August 19, 2012

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Submitted: August 19, 2012

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Suicidal Trenches

There was a young soldier.

Who grinned and bared it with hopeless joy.

He would go to sleep in darkness.

To wake up to the sunrise of which could be his last.

 

When winter begins to show.

The rats and lice crave the heat of a soldier’s body.

He missed home but knew he may never make it back.

He took his rifle and ended his pain.

With hope he would never be spoke of again.

 

The crowds cheer when soldiers walk by.

But do they remember the ones who don’t return?

They go home and hope they never know.

The hell where youth fell and had to go.


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