my poem contribution

i had to write a poem for english class and my family wants me to post it so here it is:



Children crying; saying goodbye,
Sons salute their fathers
Their wives have no tears left to cry,
The future is foreseen.

They step aboard the train of fear,
Death is their conductor
Brave heroes hold their pictures near,
Freedom is behind them.

Through the war torn city they go,
On the brink of terror
Their mental toughness will they show,
Until fatality.

They stand trembling to face their foe,
Still valiant in the battle
They give their lives in time of woe,
Conquering death with honor.

Brothers in arms they march to war,
Strong and willful at heart
Young soldiers now see the horror,
As brothers begin to fall.

Grown men have begun to tear,
Their brothers now are gone
Away from war they must not steer,
“Foreword into battle.”

When war has come and all is done,
No man is left behind
Fallen men’s: boots, helmet, and gun,
All that is left of them.

Brothers visit to feel the grave,
And shed a tear of pain
They will ne’ar forget oh how brave,
Their fallen brothers were.

Children crying, saying goodbye,
Sons salute their fathers
Their wives have no tears left to cry,
Our future is secure.