It seems there’s no hope,With the despair they’ll have to cope,
Down in the trenches they’ll live for five years,
The rains will wash even the tiniest of tears,
And their feet will get soaked,
And their boots will get torn,
And with their families gone,
They’ll be all alone,
The battles will go on,
More lives will come to an end,
But they’ll stay in the trenches,
Living above the dead,
And with no clean water,And with no nice clothes to wear,
For five years,
They’ll live in despair.
Sources:
http://www.army.mil.nz/nr/rdonlyres/5d0f436d-ad66-49bb-af53-b0bdbc6ae291/0/aw0608046.jpg
http://www.diggerhistory.info/images/trenches/turks-trench-anzac.jpg
http://www.firstworldwar.com/photos/graphics/cnp_us_trenches_01.jpg
http://www.bharat-rakshak.com/LAND-FORCES/Army/Images/0377.jpg
http://www.bridgeboymusic.com/ad1918/gallery/images/imag1006.jpg
2 comments:
I like your poem very much, it is very serious and really gets the point across about how bad it is to be at war. Also, good use of alternating rhymes.
very solid poem :)
This poem really relates well to soldiers that fought in the trenches. You used a simple rhyming scheme, but it worked effectively with the lines you crafted in this poem. It makes me feel helpless :P I like the second stanza and the repetition you used, then you summed it up with "They'll be all alone..."
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