James Horn Poet Ballad

Left With a Folded Flag

Left With A Folded Flag

Have been at wall with all of the enemy,
Including one that existed inside of me;
Have begun to  prepare myself for war;
On ship as it approaches foreign shore.

Fearlessly landed  and sand  was flying,
In the air and many soldiers were dying;
Some seem close and others are nearby;
Soldiers that did die are in our each eye.

Blood did drip down upon grungy ground,
And a horrible  new home we have found;
Waiting for us  approaching growing near,
Which was with so much  sorrow and fear.

Harder and harder  have to fight and fight,
And would appear with  dawn's early light;
Heard weapons fire with bombs exploding;
Up more ammunition  soldiers are loading.

Officer dropped  by and he  now is with us,
With  so much sadness heard  him discuss,
About or  modest son who  would not brag;
What we found left was a single folded flag. 

Jim Horn

Not sure about either how or 
which contest to enter my poem
into. Someone can for me if they
want to. Maybe I can get the next
door neighbor to help me like in
the commercial. Of course you can
do everything for me if you choose to.

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