1. The Battle
of the Somme
The gates of hell were unbarred that day,
Bodies in many rows did lay,
Death has come to claim the souls of the old gaurd,
now laid out to be interred in the graveyard,
What pity the lives that were lost,
Was victory really worth the cost?.
The Battle of the Somme in 1916,
Was filled with horror to many had seen,
One million men lost in trench warefare,
Was a figure to large for many to bear.
British, french and German blood stained the ground,
Discarded helmets and weapons in a mound,
The pounding of artillery, the cries of fear,
reinforcement being sent up from the rear.
The tide with its ebb and flow,
With the numbers of dead continue to grow,
Each side convinved cause was just,
And victory was certainly a must.
So this day for solemn reflection,
As friends were added to deaths collection,
They gave their final measure,
Their lives we did treasure.
The price of freedom always comes with a cost,
For life is not freely tossed,
Given perhaps with pain, duty and glory,
And written about with reverence in this story.
Alexandra Edwards
10/02/2016
16:09