This poem I created myself for the story "Deirdre" where Sargent James Murphy the Watchful has an important role (mostly as a ghost).1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ93fvypasOc
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,1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxW6A2erjF8
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRCyGWauFl1
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4TNbgS1unP
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYpLp06Rf44
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiW4kSA8qmI
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoSwc8Viedb
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5zNSp898Lg
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWE1CSQdA1J
Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling,1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqtlWWlDGG5
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsMpqrR881p
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCTKBJfWiRP
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡftsUEvtBgV
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXSbKCW74n9
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt9EZwSYtF8
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4WQbPXH4Mm
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbkheA5Gw8E
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3l0lAU6emx
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJCGDwLwe9m
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnOS1ziWh2P
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAHNgRGxklK
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaVEOAOCLJh
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzMKeEfXA1y
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzomam7Tuea
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQJDZgDrpdO
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnBHiYr5TQp
To children ardent for some desperate glory,1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlqpPxtytz1
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaP72GJHdmE
Pro patria mori.
Wilfred Owen1090Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeglaQe1bO3
8 October 1917
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