Analysis of REALITY (WW1 1914-1918) by JAMES REID.

How would you feel, out in the field
trench foot, mortar bombs
always on the alert, soaking, dripping wet
sleep an impossible dream
hearing, seeing, feeling every scream
gunpowder smoke, gunpowder smells
metal fragmentations whizzing by
hearing, seeing, feeling buddies cry
razor barbed wire, blood seeping
your eardrums blasting, pounding sore
knowing long ago you could take no more
flames exploding, bodies exploding
stomach churning, filled with fear, incendiary bombs dropping near
red guts spilled, red limbs hanging
eyes stinging, scraping lids, every finger there if God forbids
shouting, bawling, belly crawling
red, red mud, growing pools of warming blood
just an arm
a human face in your gunsights, knowing to pull the trigger isn't right and all for glory...end of story