#WritcoPoemPrompt28
She floats like a dream,
Before she sinks under,
Carrying in her folds,
The dying cries of the soldiers...
One, two, three
One, two, three
They chant,
Knowing that they cannot rant.
They fight for our freedom,
But yet still we condemn.
To the rules they abide,
As they die with pride.

R.I.P fallen soldiers!
© Kersha London-Adams