Soldier

Soldier

A Poem by Dan Burrows
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This is my first delve into the world of poetry, I felt like I wanted to get this off my chest and hopefully it will inspire someone to take a moment to think about all those who have fallen in wars.

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Who knows where he's been,
Who knows what he's seen,
Who knows what he's done,
Or how far he has run.

What kind of gun he held,
What kind of men he felled,
What kind of noise they made,
Before they lay there and decayed.

He thought it was all dreamed,
But he knows deep down,
Nothing was as it seemed.

© 2017 Dan Burrows


Author's Note

Dan Burrows
This is my first poem! Hope you like it, any feedback or tips on writing poetry would be amazing! Thanks - Dan

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A reminder of how the nameless ranks of men have died, only to become numbers in history books. We rarely remember how each and every one of them has had their own lives, their own loves, their own interests. Yet they've all been snuffed out just like the last.
A beautiful poem, and I feel that the lines
"Who knows where he's been,
Who knows what he's seen", compress the idea perfectly. We can not hope to understand all those people, all those lives lost. But we can still try to remember them for what they did.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dan Burrows

7 Years Ago

Thank you so much for the review! I think its a huge shame that we will never be able to understand .. read more
tracey

7 Years Ago

a great poem,
Dan Burrows

7 Years Ago

Thank you very much. :)



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This is a great poem, really makes you think and remember the nameless people that were killed, plucked a couple of heart strings

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dan Burrows

7 Years Ago

Thank you, I'm glad you liked it! :)
Is this the very first poem you've ever written? Ever? You've got some nice natural talent dude. *thumbs up* I like it.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dan Burrows

7 Years Ago

I used to read poems quite often but I guess I just never decided to have a go at writing them mysel.. read more
Andrew M Parker

7 Years Ago

Good luck :)
I think it's well written and has a lot of depth to it. That being said, I think you could dig even deeper and continue this poem to new limits you didn't even know about if you think about it long enough. But overall great idea!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dan Burrows

7 Years Ago

Thank you very much! I will admit, I wrote this poem quite quickly in a sudden outburst of creativit.. read more
A reminder of how the nameless ranks of men have died, only to become numbers in history books. We rarely remember how each and every one of them has had their own lives, their own loves, their own interests. Yet they've all been snuffed out just like the last.
A beautiful poem, and I feel that the lines
"Who knows where he's been,
Who knows what he's seen", compress the idea perfectly. We can not hope to understand all those people, all those lives lost. But we can still try to remember them for what they did.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dan Burrows

7 Years Ago

Thank you so much for the review! I think its a huge shame that we will never be able to understand .. read more
tracey

7 Years Ago

a great poem,
Dan Burrows

7 Years Ago

Thank you very much. :)

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Dan Burrows
Dan Burrows

England, United Kingdom



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Hello, I'm Dan, I'm a student studying Computer Science. Writing has been a hobby of mine for a few years. I love video games and I'm planning to write a set of short stories set in the made up world .. more..

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