I fought the battle,
I lost the war,
I never saw the enemy
sitting open on the shore...
I saw it was over,
I knew the fight was done,
I was killed by a bullet
from another son's gun...
I laid there bleeding,
I yelled a silent scream,
'Why was my life over,
is this real or just a dream? '...
I never saw it coming,
but there was plenty of pain,
my life has now been ended,
I lost - what a pitiful, damn shame!
Dedicated to all those soldiers who never made it home.
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Beautifuly written, but very sad at the same time, thank you for your poetry! ! !