Why Did I Die
In war, there is no noble death,
Just pain and sorrow with each breath.
I perished in a tragic way,
No bravery or courage on display.
My body, once whole, now torn apart,
A lifeless piece of burned-up art.
I cry and scream, but no one hears,
No one to soothe my dying fears.
My dreams and hopes now left behind,
To sacrifice for stupid pride
No chance to live to dream or love
No chance to say a last goodbye
What was the purpose of this fight,
That robbed me of my chance at life?
Why did I have to pay the price,
And be statistic in their dice?
My death was senseless, cruel and grim
My mind now lost, my light grows dim
My heart now aches with this regret,
As I leave this world with much unsaid
I now died….
Alla Antsis
February 24, 2023
Copyright © Alla Antsis | Year Posted 2023
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