The Fallen Poem by Tony Adah

Unheard, thou layed there
Unable to breath
Thy bravery emasculated to death
Thou clasp not now thy gun
Thy strength gone
Those thou doth slain
Thus beside thee lie
In equal strength

Thy vile temper buried
Thy gun thou clasp not
Its sound unheard
Its pellets still
And the trigger stiff

Thou fallen foes who in vain
Raised a cannon against thee
So in equal disarm lie
Thy gallance humbled
In the vanity of power and war.