Nineteen Sixteen Poem by Hazel Connelly

Nineteen Sixteen



I did not want to be here
I know nothing of this land
And when told I was going to war
I did not understand.

War is war and nothing more
Than violent noise and mind insane
When I landed on this shore
I never thought I would remain.

The war is over now
And I am just eighteen
Now I lay under this sod
Been here since nineteen sixteen.

© Hazel

Wednesday, July 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: war
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