Survivor Of The Great War Poem by Matthew Holloway

Lain in the smoldering dirt
Among the ash and sulfur
Listening to the echo of cries
Boys lost among the ruins
The craters and the filth
Mother, mother they cry
I am lost, alone here
I fear I may never return home
To see those, I love the most
My brothers lay beside me
We are all alone, afraid
Here in what will soon be
Our unmarked grave
Those cries echo forever
In memories and dreams
A soldier remembers
His kin and kind
Those he lost, left behind
Sat in a garden
In England's promised land
I still hear the ghosts
Of those poor unfortunate dammed