12/11/2023
I use to be a Soldier.
I hadn't even kissed a girl.
I died on a Thursday morning.
I was 18 years old.
I didn't really know much of life.
I had 2 brothers and a sister,
Looking back we use to row over the most stupidest things.
I had the best Mum and Dad ever,
They did what they could with what they had, We were such a close family.
I'm not in a marked grave
I have no mention anywhere
I have no name plate or marker.
Does this mean I'm forgotten ?
I won't lie
I was so scared
I had nightmares all the time and then realised the nightmares were real.
I had my life cut short
I had many friends and when we were together we kept each other going with our stories of home.
I saw some of my friends die horrific deaths
Whilst others died quite quickly
It may seem blunt to say that but this was the life we led.
I didn't want to die
It wasn't my time
I wanted to feel my mothers arms around me,
Home,
We all know that feeling.
I was so alone with memories of happier times going round in my head.
I saw Poppies today in a field,
The ground is constantly shaking
There is mud everywhere,
Thick smoke,
Puddles of blood from the wounded
Bodies in all directions
Haunting screams
But amidst all this
I saw Poppies in the ground
Defying the terror
Defying the noise
Defying the death
They looked perfect
Love at first sight
Standing tall
Occasionally moving in the breeze
I wiped the mud and tears from my eyes
There is strength in this flower
I'm 18 and i have to kill people
Kill or be killed
I don't know if i can
It makes me feel sick
I will try
I think it will be my downfall
am'I a coward ?
I don't think I am
I have to choose
To kill or not to kill
Could you ?
If i don't i will surely die
This is our cross to bear for you
I want a family
I want to grow old
And experience life
Sadly I'm one of many
So many unmarked graves
So much death
So many hearts broken
I think they call it missing in action presumed dead or something similar
But I was dead
My last thought was of the Poppy,
My friend the Poppy
And the strength it found from nowhere
My name matters not
For the Unknown are many
Please can you remember me,
Wear your Poppy with pride,
I would've done for you,
But I think I did enough.
😞 💖 🌺
Lest We Forget 🌺🇬🇧
