The Line

by William Rberson   Nov 12, 2006


The Line

Waiting in the trenches

Waiting for the order

The order comes

"To the line!"

To become the fodder

Trench full of blood and mire

To live through this

"Fix Bayonets!"

The order comes

"Over the wire!"

They all fire

Machine guns roar

Through No Man's Land

One goes down

Stuck to the wire

Many tire

All hold one desire

They all fire

Another dies

At home his daughter cries

Artillery flies

Shells fall 'round

Moon of ground

Into the trenches

All shall go

The war drums pounding

The bugles sounding

All goes quiet

The man on the wire

Hear his death knell?

The order comes

"Over the wire!"

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