everything is calm on the eastern front
so said the message to the command unit
too many countries joined that war
everybody is killing burning and distroying more
it was so obvious that devil has knocked the door
god only knows who's going to clean that mess
and the death is walking arround in his black long dress
many brave men died with glory
and many others lived with shame
no one know the begening of the story
and you have no one to blame
i fought well for years and i killed
i couldn't wait to go back home to my lovely wife
to my kids, farm and life!
and that big war seemed it will never end
untill that small bomb fell beside my bed
the voices are still in my head
when they screamed for first aid
when i saw the river running red
when all the soldiers said
this man is dead
my death certificate was painted right
my tomb was painted white
my grave was digged in the site
my shroud is clean and lite
and the sun is shining bright
but i am dead
and a message was sent to the command unit
everything is calm on the eastern front
Ahmed Sabry
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/everything-is-calm-on-the-eastern-front/
