Travis Henline

Rookie (March 29,1995 / Bendersville, Pennsylvania)

Cadence - Poem by Travis Henline

The Cadence of Drums
The Nagging pull of you downed comrade
Signals the wars beginning
As if a bomb had gone off next to you
He tells you to take cover and leave

The taste of burnt flesh fills the cold winter air
Letting us know how bad the war really is
We fight for our lives
And protect ourselves
But in the end none of us will really survive

Your wounded sergeant calls to you
But you can only stand and say goodbye
He cries for your company
As if you were his dearest possession
But you walk into the foggy night forgetting him

My spirits are high
My thoughts are slow
As i walk through the cold night air
For hopes of a new dream
To fix all wrongs of the worlds probems
So the brave can be free.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 9, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 10, 2011


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