As the lives of others rest on your thumb
You see the enemy across the field
You fight wondering if the day will come
Scars of yesterday’s battle newly healed

Thoughts of your family are tossed aside
The attack begins and muscles tighten
As you look around for a place to hide
Running around, a recruit is frightened

A shot is fired from the rival trench
The rookie falls into a wake less sleep
His body lies, acquiring the stench
Slowly, down into the ground he will seep

For all wars will always have many costs
The world has never had a bigger loss