The Beach is empty
The Sand is untouched
The Gun is clenched
The Soldier, empty
Rain pouring down
Boats land on the shore
No-One hears a sound
All they want is WAR
Bullets going every way
Soldiers start to fray
Soldiers lying lifeless
Families listen breathless
The land lies flat
Bodies scampered battleground
Some soldiers weren't found
Dogtags all were bound
Corey Fauchon
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-battle-19/
