They All Now Lie Dead Poem by Randy McClave

There lies the dead upon the battlefield
But, what did their ultimate sacrifice yield,
What accomplishment was led;
As they all now lie dead.

What footnote in history did they gain
From their blood and their pain,
When their deeds by politicians will be read;
As they all now lie dead.

Everyone of them had suffered and died
When "WAR"! by their leader was furiously cried,
So, they all agonized and bled;
As they all now lie dead.

Almost as a recruiting ploy
The benefits promised them they can never enjoy,
Their fighting they did not ever dread;
As they all now lie dead.

They had the pride and the honor to serve
Their patriotism did not swerve,
Their living was hung only by a thread;
As they all now lie dead.

When they are buried deep into the ground
I wonder the whispers and the sound,
"I wished that they all had fled! "
As they all now lie dead.

Randy L. McClave