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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required FORGET THE WAR, I JUST WANT A CIGARETTE Stuck in the middle of no man’s land lying; wrapped in barb Each movement I make razor sharp edges rips into my garb The stench is unbelievable; the blood, body parts and more Is this my final end to die within this forsaken space of gore In the distance I hear the rocket launchers as each expelled Counting off the seconds as each into waste mud are felled Silence; as each side seems to listen for something of worth None hitting their targets as each rocket lands in bare earth Never before have I had time; to idle about in such thought About a war that never counted and, all the things it taught If there was even a heaven above, then I’m looking at it now I even see the faces of my love ones in each and every cloud Thinking how ironic it is as in other’s deaths I’m given peace As to enjoy my time within this my own blooded made niche I cannot even have a cigarette as it would give my post away To some eagle eye sniper looking for the smoke wisp of grey Darn this barb made of the finest stainless steel wrapped me My cutters no more than a few feet away, cannot set me free My dead sidekick eyes are staring at me of the lightest of grey No life to call his own at home; this might just be his best day What the hell am I doing here; it’s not even my own lands war Signed for life to get a better pension, I’m just an army whore Is the blood I’m lying in even my own blood, I just can’t move My backside settled in this stinking stench of a muddy groove While counting flies in their masses that congregate on blood I contemplate on a piece of nearby tarpaulin, to act as a hood I draw it nearer in case it is lost in any winds, something more As I see another pair of cutters within my reach so did I swore Why did I not see this before; as under the tarpaulin, it did lay With blooded and humble hands on this object I then did pray That I may see another day away from this sodden ground wet Then so on to safer ground, I might just get myself a cigarette Indiana Shaw . . . -_-
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