No Man’s Land

by Monty Phillips and Elliott Davison aged 11 and 12

In fields of battle, where countries fight and bleed
Where guns roar and the captured plead
A tale of war, a story to be told
Of bravery and horror, of honor untold

Their uniforms stained with mud and blood
Their voices hurt from shouting loud across the trench
They charge into the danger, their fists clench.
For they know that victory is worth the cost
All soldiers worried and lost

The sudden silence,
The war suddenly lifeless,
The soldiers fatigued and tired,
They cannot risk a shot misfired.

 

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