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In the Woods

May 2, 2017
By Anonymous


In the middle of nowhere I stand
Fighting for my country
Finding the beauty in nature.

Weapons are strapped to my body
And my body is sore
And my body is wounded
But my body won’t give up.

My family who probably worries sick about me
Day after day
Night after night.
Here I stand
Making melodies in the middle of nowhere.


The author's comments:

I wrote this poem based off of a picture I found on the internet. The picture was of a  soilder with a gun strapped to his back standing in the middle of the woods playing the piano. While writting this poem  I couldn't use the obvious words such as Woods, Soilders, gun, piano, war and trees. 


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