Michael Pruchnicki


Kepi Blanc - Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

The fort at Zinderneuf is beseiged
rifles crack in the desert air
brothers in kepis blanc
cheer each on
in novel and film

A far cry from the bloody slaughter
that marks a real battle
in the wasteland
that is Iraq
in real time

Troopers in anonymous helmets
suffer and die in deserts
kepi blanc antiquated
death no longer stands
on ceremony

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 1, 2008



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