They gathered arms to obtain glory <br />Mounted iron chariots to battle a foe <br />Tossed from its nest rocks at them <br />Into night solid pit of unknowns <br />Flew flags on poles above them <br />Waving colored symbols in the breeze <br />As the people in the front wept and died <br />You are home a stranger to their needs <br />Each strike and drum rolls a cry <br />A loud boom and blast of light <br />Each soldier clash of metal a fight <br />Someone doom to claim others delights <br />Hailing surviving friends with glad sight <br />The victor who greet his home good night <br />Not having lived the terror or fright <br />Never saw the cruel acts not right <br />Sadly war isn’t this answer <br />To win the outcome of this joust <br />Or its end a conclusive good for all <br />A man final air gasps for life <br />That figure once held family to hope <br />Free from owed security but a loss <br />Delivered from responsibility <br /> R.I.P. Good Night!<br /><br />Alexander Coppedge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/r-i-p-48/
