WWI Poetry: Life In The Trenches By: Chris Worrell
Getting ready for the battle
digging a long and deep hole
this is the long, tiresome trench warfare
where two powerful sides meet

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Bullets raining from, above a metal downpour
the shells start to hit like giant meteors
fire hisses and spits in the dirt corridor
the soldiers all around me crying “no more”
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The officers start to blow their whistles
the soldiers around rise up on their feet
the “no mans land” has been striped plain and bare
not a rat or mouse not even a hare
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All the new weapons and the new Gatling gun
this is a Great War the world’s war
the first and hopefully the last one
what are we fighting for?

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When this war will end
the great powers cease fighting
then the suffering of the people will deepen
world peace will end again

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