Silent Soldiers

Silent soldiers,

Line by line,

Row by row,

Tall white crosses

Marking where they lie.

A gunshot, a red stain

Blooming on dirtied fabric.

A brave soldier,

There to fight for all

They have,

Is silenced.

And far away,

You can see the children

Playing in the yards,

Widowed mothers

Stifling their sobs.

The End

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