Prisoners of War

February 7, 2018
By RocktheDock BRONZE, West Melbourne, Florida
RocktheDock BRONZE, West Melbourne, Florida
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My body, battered and beaten, struggling to resist the pain.
Mind scarred, sanity corrupted, and all my being just screams.
Mourns of the men, lost souls beyond the grave, depression seems to gloom forever.
For a moment, I am strong, and in the next, I fall to my knees, but…
My spirit is not yet lost, even if I succumb to the war I once fought, for soldiers.
Men’s dreams are crushed, and yet they shun at the thought of defeat, never.
Freedom will come to us all, praise those that have fallen, we shall never surrender.

The author's comments:

I was thinking about war and decided to turn it into a poem.

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on Apr. 30 2018 at 9:50 am
WolfWhisperer0911 DIAMOND, Crosby, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"For I command you, be brave and steadfast! For the Lord your God will be with you whenever you go."
-Joshua 1:9

"Throw me to the wolves, and I'll return leading the pack."- Unknown

"Never moon a werewolf." -Mike Binder

@RocktheDock Awesome poem! It describes war really well. I agree on what you said.

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