Underneath The Willow Tree

A weeping family,
stands by the willow tree,
standing above a soldier,
wanting his country to be free,
a gun shot wound,
that made him bleed to death,
took away his life,
took away his breathe,

his screams and moans of agony,
were ignored through the fight,
so there he died with no one he knew,
under the bombs and guns fiery light,
his eyes that filled with fear,
and face that went pale white,
it was all ignored,
while many more soldiers lost there life,

the blood he shed,
that stained the soil,
all for the government,
doesn't this make your blood boil,
he gave his whole life,
put in his whole heart,
just to be killed,
and for his family to fall apart,

freedom was what he was promised,
but death was what he got,
all from a simple wound,
from a gun barriers shot,
the last things he saw,
Could give anyone night mares,
shudders to someone�s spine,
of the enemy�s evil stares,

now he is in the ground,
his soul on it�s way to heaven�s light,
all because,
of a freedom fight,
his blood still lays upon that soil,
but will soon be blown away,
in the wind like nothing,
mixed with dust forever it will stray,

tears from the family�s eyes,
soak deep into the ground,
landing on the soldiers coffin,
from all the tears being cried if he was alive he would be drowned,
under the willow tree,
buried beneath,
is a soldiers body,
saved in it�s sheath,

weeping family,
that�s stands by the willow tree,
standing above a soldier,
wanting his country to be free,
a gun shot wound,
that made him bleed to death,
took away his life,
took away his breathe�����

by,Denysia chapman-madden
Chapman