the message- by SP

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BOOM!

Runningfor the safety of the support trench

returningfire was not an option.

a messageplayed over in his head


anothershell hit the side of the trench

dirt waschurning up, landing on his helmet

and stillthe message played over in his head


thesupport trench came into sight

themessage still played over in his head

so closeyet so far was the end


at last hehad reached the end

themessage became words

"tellthe artillery to shell a mile ahead

before weare shelled to death!"

"sir"

and withthat the messenger was a' peace and

collapsedinto an eternal sleep

untold voices- an anthology of poems by SPOpowieści tętniące życiem. Odkryj je teraz