Too Young to Die

Be it by shell,

Be it by bullet,

Be it by gas that spreads like fire

They are too young to die

It might be the enemy

It might be the illness

It may even be their own side

They are still too young to die

Slow and painful

In a flash

Alone and together

They are too young to die

In shallow graves they lie

Nameless

Unrecognised

They were too young to die