World War One Poem [English female]
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
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the general's orders arrived in the trenches. Stand to with your bayonets attached. We attack the Germans. Dug deep in the woodlands from the trees. He'll be swiftly dispatched. The night turned to first light. Then dawn was upon us the most wondrous morning of all as we stood in close order awaiting the order attack. Take those trees! That's your goal, the CEO said. Welshman, be proud of your homeland. The greatest of efforts expected today Pray to the god of your parents and loved ones for the woods to be taken and the Germans we slay. Yeah, yeah, The lads started singing him full of longing, the mournful close harmonies cutting the breeze sweetly. The melodies soared from the trenches as the seconds ticked down and we went for those trees through horrors of fighting the deaths and the screaming, the Welsh were victorious. We've done all we could. Our ranks were depleted, friends unaccounted as we buried the remains at the edge of the wood. Yeah, to you, who'd read my songs of war and only hear of blood and fame? I'll say you've heard it said before War's ****. And if you doubt the same today, I found in Mamet's would a certain cure for lust of blood