THE BATTLEFIELD


THE BATTLEFIELD

Shells bursting, men crying
Oh God, my God, Why have you forsaken me?
Trumpets sound, rivers flow,
staunch the blood now or he will go
No time left for those who fell,
rivers of blood rush freely thru hell
Cry out my sons my daughters for those who died
Your turn may come when you close your eyes
one final time to view this field
on which your souls have been revealed
To brothers and sisters whose fates are sealed
Only grave stones remain today
to mark the paths of those who stayed.

~ by Vinnie on September 16, 2016.

One Response to “THE BATTLEFIELD”

  1. this should move everyone to think because it is so true.

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