The Fallen Six Poem by Ethan Connolly

The Fallen Six



Guns firing
Body’s falling
A Lone man
Shovel in hand
Burying the fallen six
Their last breaths claimed
They leave the world behind
Children, wives and family alike
One hundred years later
Their bodies uncovered
By innocent farmers
Now these soldiers
Can lay to rest

Thursday, May 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death,war
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Six soldiers were uncovered in a farm who had been there since World War Two
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 14 May 2015

A short but powerful piece, Ethan. Thanks

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