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Mustard Gas

I guessed that they called it mustard gas because of it,s yellow hue.
Once you got a mouthfull there was nothing you could do.
Your throat explodes,your lungs implode as your brain screams out for air.
You rip the skin off your windpipe but you don,t even care.
Where it touches your skin, it burns right in leaving blisters in it,s wake.
Your skin looks like it.s boiling, how much more can you take.
You can hear your brothers moaning, in excrutiating pain.
Soon you find yourself praying, please God, make it rain.
The first raindrops do nothing, but as the gray clouds open up.
The water tastes refreshing, and you drink fram a porcelain cup.
By now the rain is pouring,you see yellow river.s in the sand.
The battlefield goes quiet, you look out over no mans land.
You can see your friends are crawlling now,back toward thier trench.
The air smells rank and putrid, truly an ungodly stench.
The battlefield goes silent now,the gas clouds wash away.
we clear the bodies from no mans land, now we,re ready for the day.

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  1. Date: 12/4/2009 8:55:00 AM
    I have enjoyed reading your poetry today Thomas. Have a wonderful weekend filled with love and compassion for others. Inspiration is waiting for you grab it and write. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 12/3/2009 6:59:00 PM
    God have mercy on us. Educational write Thomas.

  1. Date: 12/3/2009 1:44:00 PM
    Weapons of war have gotten worse the longer man has occupied the planet. Looking for better and effective way of killing their fellowman. Good choice of topic to present. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara