The sky is tinted crimson red Like the blood of our lost men One was shot walking down the road Another was killed for slipping codes Every night at half past ten
The fragile buildings are crumbling Like the bones of our lost men One was blasted into the air like breaths of ash Another was flattened as the houses crash The blame is on dutiful artillerymen
The air is choking, hopeless and dead Like the eyes of our lost men One fell with a scream on his lips Another drowned with a sinking ship Never to see light again
The bombs are loud, and they go fast Like the hearts of our remaining men One is trapped under heaps of rubble Another is injured, and clumsily stumbles βLord God, save our souls, amen.β
I just finished reading All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr and it was soooo painful and so good. It was set during World War II, and looks upon the tragedies and consequences of wars. I recommend everyone to read it :)