The Forgotten Voices

The date July Twenty Eight The year, 1914 The War which we feared It began, something we could not foresee This date, still haunters me To this very day Those bewailing screams And those traumatic scenes Words to do not to justify The violence I've seen Those images cemented in my brain I still have those vivid dreams From what took place That no matter how much gin I drink it will not go away I pray for forgiveness for my sins For those i killed in the war My families even more distraught This carnage i couldn’t bare A pray to him up here, make it back from the war I shed blood sweat and tears for my brothers Living in pure darkness for so many years Barbaric injuries that cant be Unseen Blind to the cold war's corruption And the overwhelming destruction The hellish scenes, the smell of death The air breathed in and breathed out Men bleeding out, guts open on show From the broken torsos Broken bones I tried i to heal him Whilst in the mist of the battlefields I cant see him breathing Tranquility masks over him Hes close to leaving Hes dying right next to me, I blamed me We were meant to be a team He went charging out ahead of me He was only young, he was was like my son The fight with death that was the battle A brave soul but looking back at him Was the darkness of gun barrel! I failed him as his sergeant And as his farther! I couldn’t look at his broken carcass And my pain bleeds Eternal may he rest in peace That day will be remembered with me Taken to my grave Trapped in hell my tombed sealed But I'm still awake My eyes still twitching, they flicker I'm itching to put the gun To my temple and pull the trigger To ease the pain emotionally and physically Get out of this hell hole instantly We cant we have more love and peace! 7 million civilians deceased Bodies piled up in a heap My gun wound though my leg Reminds me of my narrow escape of death As i stick my fingers in pulling out the bullet Through sheer will power and adrenaline i manged to do it As the blood oozes I'm losing too much When we it stop It ensues blood My life flashes I'm doomed Must I stop thinking I'm a useless solider I still have both my arms And firearms In my holster, Bomb blast off just over my platoon My brothers fatal wounds From there firearms Bleeding out hes dying in my arms! And theirs nothing i can do! Go for cover dragging my brothers limbless body out fast From the depths of despair Muddy helmet and bloody chest My impulse to pull my trigger to revenge my brothers death I clench my gun and come out screaming out of my trench My ordeal I wake screaming My nightmare isn’t real Gulp the vodka, numb the pain The same nightmare again! Night after night day after day! I can still smell the scent of rotten-ting flesh The only thing the war promised was death! A minute silence for all those Who died 4 years ago wont Bring those broken souls home But with restore some hope This war has finally fished today the date 11th of November Nineteen Eighteen A date that we be forever remembered But even more traumatic than fortitude Was returning home too Loved ones and breaking the there bad news! She asks you how did he die? You say peacefully, you lied We both know its not true R.I.P Private Mathew Blue.