war poem

[kelby_lake]

Hear the screams, hear the guns sound
As the bodies of loved ones fall to the ground
The soldiers still fight but they're scared and alone
So many miles away from their homes

His hand is shaking as he points the gun
And he hates the sort of man he's become
But he's been told to fight and they call him a hero
Counting up bodies as they fall to a zero

And who's the enemy? He's not sure
Was there really a point to war?
All he can hear is a world that is crying
A world getting smaller as its people lie dying

Bullet to his leg, but the deepest wound
Is the love and the happiness this war has consumed
His ears still ringing with the sound of violence
Bled all he can bleed- one scream, and then silence...

[djy78usa]

Thanks for the poem Kelby, I enjoyed it. I have one point to make though, about the line: "...The soldiers still fight, but they're scared and alone..." Scared? Definitely, you're a fool if you're not scared during a shoot out. I'm not so sure about the alone part though. One of the great things about the military is the sense of brotherhood that soldiers, sailors, airmen, and marines develop. This is kind of cliche, but true; (most) soldiers don't fight and die for their countries, they fight and die for their brothers beside them. Keep the poems coming.

[kelby_lake]

thanks.
Hear the screams, hear the guns sound
As the bodies of loved ones fall to the ground
Men fighting a war that they cannot condone
So many miles away from their homes

His hand is shaking as he points the gun
And he hates the sort of man he's become
But he's been told to fight and they call him a hero
Counting up bodies as they fall to a zero

And who's the enemy? He's not sure
Was there really a point to war?
All he can hear is a world that is crying
A world getting smaller as its people lie dying

Bullet to his leg, but the deepest wound
Is the love and the happiness this war has consumed
His ears still ringing with the sound of violence
Bled all he can bleed- one scream, and then silence...


i know women fight as well but i need to lose a syllable. what do you think now? i wrote the first one when i was a lot younger so...