Battleground

This poem has some great potential, but you need to do a bit of work to bring it out.

In my opinion, the lines in italics are unnecessary. The poem would have a lot more impact if you began from "Bullets/like the fist of God" (love that simile, by the way). There are parts which are a bit...tell-y that detract from the overall power of the piece - for example:

my doubt is given strong conviction-

and

the world turns black

I would remove those and trim it down so that you just give us the images; I think we can figure out the rest for ourselves, and it makes us more involved in the poet's suffering. Punctuation would also help a great deal. So my advice would be to cut out those parts which are too direct, perhaps as follows:

Bullets
like the fist of God
plunge deep into the hearts of men.
[s]figures dropping to the ground[/s]
I doubt I’ll see my friends again.
[s]my doubt is given strong conviction-[/s]
A flower of red blooms on my chest,
pain is gnawing at my sight;
[s]the world turns black
I’m blind with fright[/s]
and as the sun pulls close the day
[s]as our enemies submit[/s]
we wonder- was it worth the loss
of those we loved? I doubt it.

I think that brings out the emotion without being overly ... what is the word? Blunt, perhaps. You might want to add a bit more to smooth out the flow - and watch your rhyming at the end there, it seems a bit awkward in a couple of places. I love the ending, though - very nice.

Just my two cents, anyway. Hope it helps

Cheers,
~bubbles