Andrew Holt Poet Ballad

Seven Sorry Soldiers

Seven sorry soldiers
Hiding in a ditch
Errol caught some shrapnel
And then there were six

Six sorry soldiers
Barely glad to be alive
Barrett took a bullet
And then there were five

Five sorry soldiers
As brave as trained to be
Geoff and Tom stood on a bomb
That left only three

Three sorry soldiers
Curt and Blare and Ron
Blare was scalped from a turret
The other two went on

Two sorry soldiers
Ronald T and Curt
Curtis had to press right on
When Ronald B got hurt

Just one sorry soldier:
Curtis M McGee
One of seven not yet in heaven
That sorry soul is me

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Cynthia Buhain-Baello March 28, 2016 at 8:57 PM Excellent poem on soldiers, the great price they pay for serving, and the amazing, exact word used repeatedly - "sorry" - which conveys the irony of it all. Brilliant writing, relevant and timely message, last line has a tremendous impact. Rated 7~~~Cynthia Andrew Holt March 28, 2016 at 9:10 PM I used alliteration intentionally to make the last line more poignant. Andrew Holt March 28, 2016 at 9:06 PM Thank you so much!

Poet Destroyer A March 28, 2016 at 7:05 PM Andrew, that is deep and must be hard to face... LINDA Andrew Holt March 28, 2016 at 7:54 PM Hi Linda. Is there any way to comment or receive comments for works submitted unless you are subscribed on Premium? Thank you, Andrew.