Lone Man's Cry
The guns sound
The wind howls
"They are advancing!
Push back!"
Is what lieutenant yells
Men peep from the trench
Shooting out mindless blows
I shot a man a brain became a hole
A machine gun in a foxhole
Came out shredding men apart
Out came their hearts
O, where is the soul
When an enemy man departs
He played a role, in a family
He had goals, he cared happily
Never thought of revolt
never thought of killing a man's family
Never thought of giving out shots
Never was that a want
Shooting men lazily
Starving until his vision became hazy
A soldier asked, "What calamity have we committed?"
I said, "What didn't we?"
Another man falls through my iron sights
His chest punched in
The war has gone on and on,
Our uniform is just for show
But the people shouldn't know
Then tanks start roaring like lions
Shooting and showing their yellow lights
Men blown apart entirely
A half there then another here
Men in the trench cried quietly
Some men rushing us screamed out fight me
Waves of bullets, waves of men
The trees fall, the dirt piles
It rained and men fall
Dead or not, you'll fall on someone who is
The meat grinder
Where the system cares so little
It sent men with fiddles
Bang, bang
Men fall
Till one stood
The cry left misunderstood,
The cry to end was left for good
No man's land kept the name
Till a man stood and stared with gouged eyes
We simply stood
Men aimed but never shoot
Their bravery cured
And Understood
He was man
And stood for his country
Bravey wasn't cured
It was inhumanity
He sought our deaths
Such intense hate
He stumbled to us,
Eyes gone
An arm fallen
A limp in the step
He raised an arm
And let the grenade fly
About this poem
The poem takes place in a war where the "writer" observes how inhumane war is.
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Written on August 02, 2023
Submitted by chrisf20223 on August 03, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,647 |
Words | 326 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 64 |
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