A Noble Truth
In trenches deep, where shadows cast
Men forced to fight, their death will shall come at last
A war unfolds, a grim parade
Lost souls entwined, in choices made

Steel whispers loud, a cruel decree
Soldiers march on, to destiny
Echoes of valor, silenced cries
In the battleground, where hope denies

Brothers of arms, a bond embraced
Yet burdened by a war's cold taste
A dance with death, in fields of strife
Men grapple with the cost of life

Forced to wield both sword and pen
In battles fought, where lines blur again
War's cruel theater, an endless stage
Men yearning for a peaceful page

The echoes linger, scars unseen
War's bitter truth, a cruel sheen
In verses etched on history's shore
The tale of men who fought in war