The Ultimate Gain Poem by Annmarie Fox

The Ultimate Gain By Annmarie Fox@


Tanks, planes, bombs and guns,
Mothers, fathers losing sons.
Bullets flying people slain,
Another war what’s the gain?

Many people lying dead,
Many more have since fled.
Left their homes and their towns,
As buildings lie upon the ground.


Liberty is the ultimate gain,
As the enemy realises it’s not a game.
The rights of men we have to defend,
And soon the fighting will come to an end.