(ANZAC POEM)
Bullets fly, people die,
War has come your way
Pick a side, allegiance abide
Will you live or die today?
Crowds protest, battle infests,
Continuum wished the least
Eternal rests, Reaper guests,
A reward for those deceased
Blood spilled, Surrender willed,
Chaos merged with fear
Soldiers killed, Graveyards filled
With those you love so dear
Comments
jolono | April 25, 2012 - 08:47
Had a really good flow to it, really enjoyed it.