War continues and after death more sailors are deployed.

Dark clouds came in like a storm,

the sailor stood on the edge

of the cannon platform,

the smell of smoke

was thick in his nostrils,

made him choke,

and he would stink of it for days,

after so many explosions,

death came in so many ways,

and the souls could hear the prays,

everything destroyed,

during these attacks,

more sailors deployed,

just to end up on their backs.

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Comments (5)
  • Sammy2000 on Jul 13, 2009

    Intense and dramatic

  • ladybaby on Jul 14, 2009

    Sad, but beautifully written.

  • Riano on Jul 14, 2009

    Damn you’re on the war theme again— Just kick it to the chorus!

  • Riano on Jul 14, 2009

    Damn you\’re on the war theme again— Just kick it to the chorus!

  • Evelyn M Carter on Jul 15, 2009

    WOW! I really enjoyed this intense read! Thanks for sharing Frank ~ nice write. :) (this is the second time I am trying to leave a comment ~ been having that problem lately but I keep trying…)

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