To Fallen Soldier On The White Horse Poem by Tengre Asasiun Gurun Tengre

To Fallen Soldier On The White Horse



The battle field, on the White Horse
The fallen soldier was founded as a corps.
In the trench, he was crouching,
He is the same posture as before, and observing.
Having been buried in the soil, the soldier,
For seventy years, has been waiting for the order.
The mission is over now, please,
Have an eternal sleep of ease.

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