A Poem

I wrote this sometime last year after watching Saving Private Ryan, and found it when cleaning out my desk.

Hearing bells call from high in the sky
yours not to ask why but to do and die
Perpetuate a hymn of unending sorrow
for there’s no way to tell if you’ll see tomorrow
No way to tell if the sun will shine again
for all that you see is obstinate rain
Don’t pity yourself, you haven’t the time
Though sick desperation is a fitting crime
Whose life is worth more than your own?
Seems hard to tell when you’re fighting alone
Out there where none can hear you scream
when your life before becomes only a dream
You’re here now, there’s no way out
You’re here to die, that’s what war’s all about.

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