Saving A Soldier Poem by John Shea
Saving A Soldier
I found him in mud colored red by the blood
Breathing but weak not able to speak
Surrounded by eerie lights of battle out of sight
He shook like a leaf I felt his grief
We wandered till dawn to find friendly forces
Our only food insects were the main courses
He never spoke but I shared a smoke
He took a toke and smiled
He knew he was safe with one of his mates
War is truly hell and we both lived to tell.
An aweinspiring touching poem.! I hate all war! Hey awesome rhyme scheme, new type.
we are tools of love and life so learn from our grief and strife.
I cry as I wrote this.....I think it should stop as we speak...the meek shall inherit the earth..enough said.
I bow my head and pray to god to relieve my life of this atrocity called war. Love for one another is the answer.
This poem is about what our veterans are going through...what are you going through?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/22/2024 11:13:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hello john a very moving poem really great read well done