Alex K1

A Poem to A Soldier About to Die.

There was a man, he was so young.

You can't imagine what he's done.

At home: two children and a wife

You wouldn't think he took a life.

His life was perfect i can tell

And now he won't be in a cell

He was an irish man you know

His skin was brighter than the snow.

And when he saw the british soldier

He felt his heart was getting colder

He took his gun and fired one

The british soldier, he was gone

But it wasn't really sad

Since the english man was bad.

Now there's still one question left

Why was the young man shot to death?

The british tried to steal the other's life out of jealousy.

While the irish just tried to be happy like you and me.

Don't look for reasons why to fight

Alone the life and peace are bright.