This is my first poem. I wrote if for a creative writing class. |
To War and Back... They jump on the plane And move to the rear As their loved ones huddle Knowing sadness and fear For these troops are embarking On a journey unknown And leave mothers and children To fend for their own They are headed to danger With a future untold All a United States Ranger The brave and the bold They all joined up freely To be shaped like a mold Then were formed from the pit By instructors who told That a Ranger is brave And never shrinks from a fight The enemy will flee When he sees their great might No army in history Has ever fielded such power Who would die for their country And never would cower They debark from the plane In a land not their own To bring freedom and futures To people unknown They care not who they are Only that their in need Of brave strangers Who came to perform a good deed So without a parade The soldiers do march Into battles not theirs But which they will parch No soldier in history Has ever given so much For people they never before Saw or could touch When the tour is over They get back on the plane With American flags That cover the slain For all wars in history The stories the same The brave and the bold Don't go home as they came |