hey all i mdoing some poetry for a school assignment due tomorrow and was wondering about a couple of things
Feels like I’m falling, falling further down (why is alliteration used here)
Can hear a voice call to me. “Don't turn around soldier, don't turn around!â€
But once your mind's taken, once you’re full on track,
No mortal word spoken could ever pull you back.
For I came here to fight,
I came here to kill,
Pull up a flag on the top of a hill.
Cut through the wires, crawl through the mud,
Wade through oiled rivers of fallen blood.
Creep through the trenches,
Slit my palms on the stone,
Put my arms round their shoulders,
Feel my blade grate their bones, (assonence)
Like a black cat at night I'll steal the chicks from the nest
Work hard for the medals they’ll pin to my chest.
Yes, we'll pray with the few at the end of the day,
And bury our 'cold ones', who once had some say,
For I came here to fight,
I came here to kill.
But I guess this wasn’t God's will.
And now I feel like I’m falling,
Falling further down. (and repition of the start here
Can hear a voice call to me,
“Come around soldier! Come around!â€
But once your soul's taken, once you’re on that track,
No mortal word spoken could ever pull you back.
Thanks in advance to anyone that can help
Feels like I’m falling, falling further down (why is alliteration used here)
Can hear a voice call to me. “Don't turn around soldier, don't turn around!â€
But once your mind's taken, once you’re full on track,
No mortal word spoken could ever pull you back.
For I came here to fight,
I came here to kill,
Pull up a flag on the top of a hill.
Cut through the wires, crawl through the mud,
Wade through oiled rivers of fallen blood.
Creep through the trenches,
Slit my palms on the stone,
Put my arms round their shoulders,
Feel my blade grate their bones, (assonence)
Like a black cat at night I'll steal the chicks from the nest
Work hard for the medals they’ll pin to my chest.
Yes, we'll pray with the few at the end of the day,
And bury our 'cold ones', who once had some say,
For I came here to fight,
I came here to kill.
But I guess this wasn’t God's will.
And now I feel like I’m falling,
Falling further down. (and repition of the start here
Can hear a voice call to me,
“Come around soldier! Come around!â€
But once your soul's taken, once you’re on that track,
No mortal word spoken could ever pull you back.
Thanks in advance to anyone that can help


