the sky is burning firey red admid the deadly shroud of night in the hills they are gathering preparing for to fight well the sky its lit up now as the tracers flies again the tank rounds pound carves up the ground the evel deeds of men we must guard the innocent we no we cannot hide we must guard the innocent until this war subsides altough we are far away from home admid the bullet and the bomb morale is good as well it should out here in the Gulf land of war.
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
this poem is based on the gulf war a young soldier trying to make meaning why he is in the combat zone with an invisable enemy.
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