A soldier lay dying <br />on a battlefield <br />the enemy advance <br />they are younger than he. <br />He looks up and into their eyes. <br />A question crossed his lips <br />and the question was why. <br /> <br />29 January 2007<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-question-21/
