The Bayonet
A weapon of steel
It is sharp when honed
Cutting through flesh and pushing past bone

Those fearful words of command
FIX……………BAYONETS
Striking fear into man
As you stand there with a bayonet in your hand

When fixed to a rifle
A fearsome sight
You can try with all your might
But I know that you take fright

To advance in line
This no man’s land will soon be mine
It has been the same through out all time

The day and age may change
But the bayonet will always remain the same
A deliverer of death
As the dark souls take away mans breath

The bayonet has always been a symbol of
DEATH