A soldier and his steed

As over the hill they go

Marching step by step

Bayonet by his side

Beloved four-legged friend in tow

The sun rises high

O'er the fog filled damned sky

As the blackest clouds start to spread

The winds whisper of bloodshed ahead

As a signal to heed

Echoes out from afar

Artillery sounds

Make their way through the scrub

Bayonet bullets

Rain down like hail stones

And men are heard dying

Afraid and alone

But the four legged friend

Remains by his side

To keep dutiful watch,

Keep him safe in his stride

A deafening sound is heard

Overhead

And as the steed collapses

Throws off his beloved friend

The trusted soldier stays

By his friend's side

As the soil transforms

Into pools of dark red

And thanks him for his service

With a tender kiss upon his head

Whilst distracted

By his loyal friend's demise

A bullet ricochets off a rock

And strikes the soldier by surprise

And as they both lay side by side

Breathing their last breath to its agonal end

The brave and honourable soldier

And his valiant four-legged friend