Wesley D. Willis


The death of wars where we are dead,
Where battle raged upon the mud,
Our flag was tattered torn and bled,
Between our death of soil and blood.

The foe in life of breathless sleep,
And silenced death of death it wakes,
I hear my family laugh, and weep,
In war of wars my life it takes.

Where soldiers fall in war must lie,
With loss of breath and death is near,
Unknown to whom alone and die,
The death of life it kills my fear.

Forgotten memory soldiers face,
To die, and free the freedoms war,
The death of men is not in grace,
Return to home, and fight no more!