On the Front
Shuddering sounds echoed over the battle front
Smoke rose from the cannon’s barrage of fire
Distal vision blunted from the bursting bombs
Cries of pain drowned out from the wounded brave.
Photos of loved ones pulled out to view and hope
Weaken arms beckoning for rescue
Relentless efforts taken scrimmaging to a safe haven
Visions of the survival emerge in the silhouette dusk.
Wooden ammo crates brought to the front line
The wounded carried back by stretcher bearers
Water ladles dunked in pots to quench the parched
Trenches laden with shells and bloodstained garments.
Facing perils of war, the chosen brave remain in battle
Fighting to protect their loves ones on the home front
Waging in conflict generates a heavy toll
Weighted by the loss of life and healing of those left behind
Copyright © Douglas Pederson | Year Posted 2019
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