Dear Young Child Of The Future
My youth has been stripped away from me, i'm sitting here…..alone in the darkness in this god awful trench. This war seems like it's never going to end the guns always firing and the horrid screams of those who’s lives that have been stolen from them. When I saw my friends get injured or have their life taken away a wave of guilt overcomes me that I survived whole. I never wanted to have my life in jeopardy, but they threatened to throw me in jail I never wanted to kill or slay others and take their lives away. When one of the enemies shot a bullet at me I saw the light it was grim and sudden…..I never saw it coming. My final wishes were my family and friends to remember me, The war would end and for the children of the future to have freedom and hope for and or them to go to school. People still remember me as one of the soldiers that died who had fought and fought until it was time to say goodbye. Child you still have a life, a future please do the right thing. You don't have to give up your hope like me you can still see the rising sun every morning for as long as you live.
~Unknown Soldier
Remember back then
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Flanders field, poem and the
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