This poem I created myself for the story "Deirdre" where Sargent James Murphy the Watchful has an important role (mostly as a ghost).1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0UJfkHZkzI
If you are interested in the story check it out in fictionpress.com under the name "Deirdre".
All I see is black and red
Knowing it, I quiver with dread.
Going on for nights and days without water and bread.
Waiting in the dark, mostly waiting for the dead.
Grasping tightly to the rifle for your life
Following a fog where you fling a courageous dive.
While the politicians sit, having their tea at five
We fight to survive.
By James Murphy
I got the inpiration through a real poem written by a soldier who sadly died a year before the war ended, perhaps you know it.
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DULCE ET DECORUM EST
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHSyCjVvFXg
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwBTtEhiZ3H
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNxOcuoHcXv
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDYvUeF32bs
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV6Hq53CymM
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPqQKerQCow
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4WvtxqZBHf
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOusNgIwbMw
Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling,1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxIsltVIFhX
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtwJLidOSlO
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgqfgURJC99
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPK8hRqID7u
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ4mnEbeEEc
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh2D0nwnExL
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ20AJwBmpB4
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4mXsiE2Imq
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡafM1jTPENY
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh0dCQf8gvK
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdqATi8VnAU
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡciFGVAHEsp
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtw4ouuuuRt
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJfcK6PNqpD
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1RKUaxMiH4
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh1bewnWQr2
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB2pmfSFW1f
To children ardent for some desperate glory,1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs1tZ26CtPG
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPvODriuqoy
Pro patria mori.
Wilfred Owen1166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDEG2vxtVan
8 October 1917
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