The wings of war do sally round
While glory’s moment does astound
No one can know what heroes feel
Until they’ve tasted cold hard steel.
The battle doesn’t mean a thing
Unless you’ve felt the bullet’s sting
The weariness of fighting grows
It numbs the fingers and the toes.
The heart turns faint so full of fear
The end of life and time draws near !
Claire V. Bogdanos 