The Commander

poem by: Michael Waite
Written on Jan 09, 2017 

If the battlefield is empty and the ground is red,
The remains of my men are lying dead, 
I stand and stare at the battle lost without a care, 
The enemy resides in a bunker watching my stare of defeat, 
without a whisper they plan there retreat, 
to a land where they grew up and walked with the soft steps of there feet,
and one day soon, in morning and in night,
they'll remember there enemy and the day they had to fight, 
for "only the dead have seen the end of war",
and one day soon well fight another battle maybe two-maybe more.

 

Tags: rhyme, inspirational, deep, pain, imagery,

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Chris Cleverly commented:
Good poem, nice Santayana Quote in there too
Christopher Russon commented:
Such a well written poem Michael.i hope wars will cease one day.

 

 

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