by Barry Williams

Created on: June 09, 2009

Midnight bells have long since chimed

In the towns of the battlefield

Bayonets sharpened the men are primed

To charge across no man's land

And many a man says his prayers

And prays for another day

And many a man just waits and stares

To take what come what may

Two thirty am shows on a soldier's watch

And he wonders if parents will mourn

Will this battle just be another botch

In the coming of the dawn

Who was the fool who said war was fun

Did his eyes see the death and the pain

Thousands killed blown away by the gun

For a few miles of territory gain

And all agreed of World War one

Was the war to end all wars

But wars seem to pass from father to son

Endless without a pause

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