Another day- a poem for World War I

BANG!
Another crump hole,
Amongst the field of many,
The shine we long for,
Hides itself amongst the dirty clouds,
While the light of a shell,
Greets us with grief.
Another day, with so many wounds,
And another day with so many horrors,
Some try to peg out,
Others keep on fighting,
For the freedom they desire,
But not be there for them
A day will come,
When I'll be out there,
Just like the many that have passed,…