Each whisper 
That hummed in the night 
Brought restlessness 
As they waited  for light

Don’t even light a cigarette
For fear they’ll  see
Already lost half your leg
Just below the knee

Hold on hold on 
You are not going to die
By damn not if I have anything to do with it
Turning his head so  you don’t see him cry 

The cold was life threatening 
Here in these heavy woods 
Realizing your bleeding to death
You know your not  doing so good

All was not quiet on the western front
Sometimes the quiet you feared
Knowing life could be taken
Your life stuck  at the same age as you were
No advancement to the next year 

And just like that the end has  come 
Death brought peace
Your life ended  at the age of 21…….