Battle Torn

Another man trudged in today;
He was the worst of all.
Bloody from battle, day-to-day,
Onto a bed, he did fall.

Open wounds, bruised, and cut,
Weakness showed in his eyes.
I sincerely tried to help, but
In front of me, he dies.

Sadness grows within me.
I’m horrified by this sight.
How can I not be
In tears grown from my fright?

I look at these young men.
They shouldn’t be at war!
Their whole lives ahead of them,
But the death grows even more.

These heroes risk their lives.
Their bravery is great.
They prepare for the enemy to arrive.
But mostly, they sit and wait.

Everyday soldiers pile in.
I fight back emotions and tears.
Can we not already win?
Not anytime soon, it appears.

Terror is felt in the air.
Silently I offer a prayer.
This whole thing is a nightmare.
Please, God, end this warfare.