Morning Story (If I went To War)

As soon as the birds sing
That’s when it would start
Bullets flying over head as well
The sinking of my heart

We couldn’t appreciate it
The miracle of morning
Another day at war
Death with no warning

Never known what it’s like
To see those beside you die
Not by a bedside
But in a trench
No time to say goodbye

I can only imagine
What’s going through your head?
Every morning, when the birds sing
Another day to dread

Mark Scotchford © 16/12/2009

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About markious72

Here I wish to let my strange and vivid imagination and opinions run wild. I do hope you like what you read. I would love to be a writer, I won't pretend otherwise. Although it is only in the last couple of years that I have realised it. I guess if it meant to happen it will. Happy reading, happier writing. :-)
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