Rest In Peace Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

Many grabbers, secure in hands items, zips spaces, at steel products, races taps did, feet paces; any aid search: things to live.

Two teams, battle lads, fight other, assemble on a field, rattle, it's a cloth, set a flag, starts a nation; goal: slaughtering cattle.

An inimical host, clever plan, fitted, those living, scheme, witted players, pitted, young folks, two kin of mix: to a kill end.

Enemies hard hits, strike, harsh thumps fighters, a tragic blow, cuts a blade, zips tiger's claw in, bends men low; flow: red fluid.

Draftees, for far land go, in war are dead, heard it sound crackling bones, a pain, cover people in tar wets; soil: burying tones.

Lads, view dreadful loss, horrific indecency, a win to, rejoin parties, a Boss, He restores, ruled factor; toss merits: huge heroes.

A new life, command all new dates, pleased, by facts known given new fates God, once dead to feast, applauds; rates virtues: as nobles.

God resurrects, players, sent back their life, rent for heroes, reward slain, bent feats of; as glorious actors: as true soldiers.