Forty-Nine Soldiers

November 24, 2010
Forty-nine soldiers
Were marching that day.
That day when the ground
Was watered with blood.

They were marching cross
A wasteland.
It was a land none had smiled on
Since the time before the war.

It was a roar of a cannon
That started the fight.
And neither side knew
They were fighting themselves.

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Brisa This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 26, 2014 at 1:22 am
I like this one.
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