Tim Vallie

Rookie - 2 Points (12/13/1990 / Duluth Minnesota)

The Bloody Hill


Here upon the bloody hill
Where many of us fell
Here lay many bodies still
Of we who died so well

The flag above our heads
The side for which we fell
No longer matters to the dead
Not to those rot in hell

It mattered not for whom we fought
We all died just the same
Our many bodies left to rot
Long forgotten are our names

Here upon the bloody hill
Where still the ravens feast
Here lay the bones of many still
Who shall not rest in peace

Submitted: Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Topic of this poem: war

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