March in a straight line
Pick a point in the distance to define
March in equal steps now
By the left quick match you know how
Clench you fists and swing to shoulder height
Once you feel the rhythm you'll be right
Whatever you do don't talk aloud
And hold your head up and look proud
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think you captured that right drilled over and over again marching to eternity