There they lay beneath the crosses,
Perished row by row.
They fought for us, but now are frozen
Deep beneath the snow.
So we could live in peace.
A thousand guns would cease.
Leaving their minds forsaken.
A best friend gone, a husband lost,
Regretfully mistaken.
By Zachary Gordon
2 comments:
This poem is really strong and it makes you think about war in more dtail.
I think this is a great poem you were really into the topic. I liked how you didnt talk about this as a video game but as a real perspective.
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