In the stillness of the night, the cries are heard,
Whispers of battles fought, lives torn asunder.
The ground is stained with blood, dreams deferred,
A testament to the chaos and the thunder.

Brave souls march forward, hearts heavy yet bold,
With every step, the weight of history to bear.
In trenches deep, where stories of courage are told,
They fight for a future, though hope seems rare.

The skies are dark, filled with the smoke of despair,
Yet in their eyes, a flicker of unwavering light.
Through the fog of war, they breathe the same air,
Brothers in arms, united in the night.

When dawn breaks, and silence falls once more,
The echoes of war linger, a somber song.
In the hearts of many, the scars they bore,
A reminder of the struggle, enduring and long.