a single shot whistled by
a single soldier falls and dies
a single silence shatters in
as he falls bone from skin
a single poppy
near a shallow grave
a paupers rest
for the brave
we were standing
at the gates
we were strangers
who share our fates
we were brothers
side by side
we were heroes
who will never die
Jacob Andrew Jarman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-single-shot/
