Anna Tate Poet Blank verse

A Soldier Boy

A soldier boy was calling me 
His faint whispers heard around
But sadly he was surrounded by many
Of other dying soldiers on the ground.

I stepped into the masses 
And tread carefully where I stood
Incase I hurt the injured soldiers 
Treading as careful as I could.

So many heroes fallen
In a battle field they lay
No war being won whilst dying
In the mass destruction that they lay.

But I walked on slowly 
As I followed the soldiers voice
If I only saved the one life
It would be of bitter choice.

I reached the injured party
And held him in my arms
As gently I caressed his dying body
As I heard his screams in his alarms 

But his eyes were soon to grow heavy
As he fell asleep upon my chest
A true heroic soldier
Who fought in war and sis his upmost best.
 By Anna Sabrina Tate 29th August 2019.

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