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The Kadaitchi Witch Doctor Knight

HARRY WEST The Kadaitchi (Witch Doctor) Knight Harry stood alone and sniffed the breeze a pongy hay smell, Japanese Harry sheltered there beneath a tree a gum tree dripping sap The Black Knight shed his lap lap joined the natives from Rabaul he took the weight from one sore back when a native carrier fell Samurai sadist with a sword shouted at this poor man The carriers head then went forward Blood rushed out oer the sand It was Kokoda 1942 our Harry West had seen, the timeless trackless mountains all made of jungle green, yellow peril so sadistic take a life with casual ease, slaughter in a jungle where Aussies fought with Japanese At nightfall all lay down their load And drifted off to sleep But Harry slyly watched the toad Then upon the Jap did creep The blunt pocket knife did cut The yellow perils throat The carriers then were free, but No time to stay and gloat Harry went back and got sugar bag full of grenades machine gun pit blown, the dead to rot Harry reigned on their parade You couldn’t follow Harry He’d learned his craft too well Cassowary moccasins would carry Harry left no track or smell. Japanese thought he was evil, when He didn’t give em any chance Just threw grenades amongst them To watch em scream and dance…..Don Johnson Harry’s best friend had died fighting and Harry swore revenge and went native behind the Japanese lines, naked he carried a few hand grenades in a sugar bag. The Japanese thought a black demon was stalking them in these green mountains, On the Kokoda trail. Harry West an Australian Aboriginal Soldier from Goodooga got the Military Medal, he should have got the Victoria Cross he earned it.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 4/13/2011 9:29:00 AM
Marvelous write, opening the boundaries of sanity & insanity to the blood of war. Excellent. I think the second one I read is best for this contest for it shows the shaman sucking out the "disease" that's a fairly common action among shamans. Light & Love
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Date: 11/16/2010 2:18:00 PM
Nice and interesting pen picture you penned of Harry, Don
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Date: 11/15/2010 8:23:00 PM
wonderful piece of history , well penned, I so enjoy your stories
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Date: 11/15/2010 5:07:00 PM
Hello,Don great poem!Sad with deep thoughts. Enjoyed,,thanks for the littleinfo and message. Have a nice one,,,Miss P.D. lol,,not mate,,unless you call everyone mate.. lol,,no big deal, Once again gladto have read your poem,,,,p.d.
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