Battlefield Poem by Miley Stephans
Battlefield
Shouts of fear
and commanding tones
fill their ears,
nearing the dawn.
A lake of red shredded everywhere
so many dead
you will find there.
Once a calm field
now at it's end.
Now a battlefield when will it end?
Families across the sea,
hoping to see their dear
Will they ever see,
their lost ones I fear?
A lake of red shredded everywhere. That's so cool. I like it.
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I would like to translate this poem
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Families across the sea, hoping to see their dear Will they ever see, their lost ones I fear? liked...........................!