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An Ode To Walt Whitman
1 min readApr 26, 2019
Another poem in a series of stylistic pieces.
As war approaches all goes quiet
The soon to be battlefield becomes motionless
The soldiers are waiting in anticipation of the arriving fire
Today is the day we fight for our country they think
They stand tall and proud
Fearing only a little of what is to come
They look around at each other as if trying to memorize the faces around them
They know by days end that some will pass in their homelands name
The soldiers sit around the fire in silence
Waiting to see who will awake in the morn
And who will be blowing victories horn.
You can find other pieces in this series below:
