A Soldier's Death

I can feel the blood coursing through my veins

I can feel the hot metal increasing my pain

I can feel my breath coming in and out

I can feel it burning, my last breaths I count

The ground is cold and so very damp

As the men's veins bleed and muscles cramp

The wounds are many as the cries call out

Begging for help yet so full of doubt

The sky is dark and the air is cold

As the rain falls down and warm tears roll

Each warrior lay here as their seconds dwindle

And chances of survival become so little

We gasp for breath as we lose more blood

With families at home, we lay in this flood

A sea of men... given themselves to this war

Though they have fought this brave battle, they'll be at peace once more

The thunder rolls and the lightning strikes

We all shiver as the cold wind bites

The once warm blood has now run cold

No brave honored soldiers with a chance to grow old

The sounds of cries and deafening shots

Will always be heard as these lives are lost

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