Blood and Bullets

Blood and bullets.
Bullets and blood.
Seas of decay.
A crimson flood.

The dogs of war.
The hounds of hell.
A ceaseless cry.
An abyssal yell.

Marching columns
destined to die.
No more hellos-
forever goodbyes.

A hail of lead.
Nothing serene.
A boy with a gun.
A fear unseen.

Over the edge,
down in the trench,
silent and still,
blood-stained and drenched.

Footprints aplenty.
Trudging in mud.
Blood and bullets.
Bullets and blood.