Trench warfare.
Muzzle flash, sound and sight in my head with the dead.
Glint of a sniper, chest getting tighter.
Bones of our brothers rattle in unending piles.
Creaking of tracked vessels of war, silenced with the crack of artillery fire.
I must survive these cruel and grueling trials.
Boots in files of will-be deadmen.
Trenches for miles around sounding with whispers of the deadened.
Family at home minds spared from war's savage roar.
God, i beg you to let me come back home.
But somewhere in those trenches, i died long ago.
© KV-2-2-2
Glint of a sniper, chest getting tighter.
Bones of our brothers rattle in unending piles.
Creaking of tracked vessels of war, silenced with the crack of artillery fire.
I must survive these cruel and grueling trials.
Boots in files of will-be deadmen.
Trenches for miles around sounding with whispers of the deadened.
Family at home minds spared from war's savage roar.
God, i beg you to let me come back home.
But somewhere in those trenches, i died long ago.
© KV-2-2-2