Useless War

Useless war Red crosses on the graveyard near the battle, bled, corpses of dead soldiers flew in the air soldiers killed twice, for the enemy once is not enough. A skeletal hand land near him, he shuddered but had to advance over the field as ordered. There was a lull, he sat leaning to a boulder wondered what he was doing here in a war far from home in a country, not his, he had been told he was fighting for his country but didn`t believe it anymore. This was a political war fought influence and greed it had nothing to do with defending his country but he was stuck in a deadly quagmire. When the artillery struck up again, he got up advanced and stepped on a landmine.