by

Luke Scott (Age 13)

In the Battlefield they lay….

….Lay dead for another day.

Whilst fellow soldiers go on and fight

and try to kill with all of their might.

To No Man’s Land they go

Where no one is a friend, just foe

Up to God they start to pray….

….hope to live just one more day.

The boots they wear are full of mice

Their hair is full of nits and lice

But they know they cannot cry

When another man did die.