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Supposed to be during WWI and written for my Social Studies class. A soldier's thoughts on the war.
Under the foggy and murky sky,
I have seen many of my comrades die
And as I fight, I think and wonder
About this war which has torn my life asunder
How many more must die from chlorine gas,
Before this dreadful war had past?
How long must soldiers wear a mask.
Waiting for the danger of poison to pass?
Over how many more cities must the bombers fly,
Dropping death from up on high?
How many more tanks must run over barbed wire
Resisting much of the enemy’s fire?
How many more soldiers must feel the gun’s bite,
As for their country they bravely fight?
How much longer must the machine guns fire,
Before of fighting the world tires?
I cannot believe this war was begun,
By a double shot from a single gun.
I do not believe the end will come,
Until by fighting one country has won.
Until that day comes, I say,
I will try to live to fight another day.
My comrades beside me yet may die,
But I can only hope to survive.