signed to the message
do your bit for king and country.
are you a coward?
or are you brave?
so now is the time to sacrifice
you don`t want to let your mates down
it`s a kinship of the soul
you know that’s the Australian way
it was the message that was kept being sold
so they signed up in their droves
but they weren`t told about
the swamps of the sodden earth
how the bitter cold chilled
deep into your soul
the rivers flowing red with blood
across the sticky, stinking mud
they didn’t talk about dying
and left nameless, all alone
on some far off foreign soil
there is two sides to the coin
they’re ears were filled with
constant, never-ending crack of gunfire
the booming sounds of mortar rounds
the smell of death filled the air
and the wind carried agonising screams
and lifeless bodies laid skewn
across this hell, everywhere
but mans rage still went on
when the sound of a whistle blew
it was the time to give sacrifice
so fast you had to charge and run
because you didn’t want your turn to come
the battlefield became a chess board
where the generals positioned their pawns
but it wasn`t them that paid the price
it was a strategy that ended in tragedy
and now its overseas
where the true heroes lie
and at home their loved ones
are left with waterfalls of
fallen tears
...........
lest we forget-25/4
Copyright © Markus Jay | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment