The freezing rain came down upon them
with the thunder of artilery cracking in the distance,
and their clothes soaked in mud;
The long days of war took their toll,
waiting for something to happen,
waiting to die
Left and right they saw their mates drop
like flies; but with no where to bury the bodies;
already hiding in their own graves
Slaves to their fears
with knowhere to go
many begin to crack under the pressure
Looking upon the cratered field in front of them,
some stepped out and attempted to cross
but knowing it was suicide they were put down
like dogs!!!!!