Inspired by the Fighting Ground (Avi) and tells the main characters story as I took it. Poetry really confuses me. This is my attempt at a Sonnet.
Glorious War: where brave men go. They fight
For what is right; They fight for a cause they know.
I wanted to be a soldier to show
Glorious war; I dreamed of wearing light,
My own crisp uniform. Thirteen, to fight
I joined. I shot. I ran-Not to know
O Wretched war: where the brave men must go
For this true cause they fight, for what is right-
-They know. I am a soldier in this haze
Called war. For the cause I know is right
This, my wounds: skin and heart- those bleak scars.
At farm boy clothes-uniform-I gaze
Now torn, stained, with man’s blood; This sight,
The reminder of that “glorious” war.