poem

War:

Oh, do you know the battle field

That leads you to your death?

Few will walk this path alone

Before they lose their breath.

One such was Jorge Mendoza

A new freedom fighter

And grieving him was Captain Mendoza

Who was not a writer

He thought that there was no harm

While he stayed here

And doing his training

He thought he had nothing to fear

That night he wasn’t cautious

And was taking a stroll

He wandered off on his own

Little did he know he would pay a toll

Captain Mendoza was in deep sorrow

Didn’t want to leave his kin all alone

So when he was taken inside

With the sight he let out a groan

(He =Captain Mendoza)

Now he swore

This is why we are fighting this war

To keep our families safe

Now we trekking through this jungle with a sore

Later that night he came to me

While I was at watch

We were told to go home

We were just kids with a stopwatch