JH (January 4,1931 / a citizen of the world)

A Found Fragment

'the Somme 1916'

I'm scribbling in incessent rain
and mud has turned to slush.
The stench of death is all about
and god's deserted us.

Last night I saw a young lad die,
he cried his life away.
I felt so bloody helpless -
Will it be me today?

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A very frightening thought so far from home and in the middle of a war. Can feel the powerlessness of the situation. Yet the power of emotion is very strong, it comes through and hits home. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
Short but still powerful. Makes you think don't it? I detest war.
will it be me today? touching... I can't help thinking will it be me today too?
A really good write 10 thumbs up WW1 and all war has taken too many of the young!
touching written with all truthfulness the strong emotions are there to make us feel 'I felt so bloody helpless - Will it be me today? ' I wish and pray No, It wont be you today and on the coming days...
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