Poetry

Hero

By Wallace - 15 May 08

Here here here
I lie on the ground
Rooted down, scared to move
Not sure what to do
I'm frightened, trembling
I lie on the ground
Not making a sound
Pray it will go away

Fear fear fear
Heart beating, pumping
So incredibly loud
Panic and pain, shame
I'm too young to die
On this foreign land
Barely old enough
To even be a man

Where where where
Did my dreams vanish
To vanquish, overcome
Carry my country
Bring freedom, light, right
Fighting every day
Until I'm old and grey

Spear spear spear
In my heel piercing
Now I will never see
My future children
My wife beside me
Only the cold ground
A burial shroud
Covered, hidden, unclean

Cheer cheer cheer
This valiant tale
You speak of my battle
Make me immortal
Pass my story through
Each generation
Even though I failed
Every war needs a hero