The Doughboy

Post date: Nov 6, 2015 3:20:36 AM

The Doughboy fought to win a war

He was never meant to win

While dodging bullets, bombs, and gas

The smoke, the fire and din

He watched his comrades cut to shreds

Grown men died in vain

He looked to find his closest friend

And found him, also slain

In the end his mind retreated

Sanity could not stay

A smile encroached upon his lips

While his mind went far away