D-Day of none
To have the blast of rifles firing
so near to my ear
Yet it sounds calm and Serene
As if whispers to hear
But to see burning bullets wisp by..
More like a conflict of art
Than the images of war.
In more ways than one, it stills my heart
To see the short-lived, deadly eruptions
Of fire and debris
The intensity shakes the earth,
-Ever silent to me.
The first and last waves of blood
From the ocean behind,
The price we've paid, we pay it still
Of crimson red, beautiful, kind.
All the soldiers charge forward
The hero's lay still
Cowards cry over their fate
The brave fight it with an iron will.
2006-06-18
11:20:54
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