Jim Sularz

Rookie (December - 1949 / Minneapolis, Minnesota)

The Parapet - Poem by Jim Sularz

© 2013 (By Jim Sularz)

Let me muse a bit,

below the parapet.

And bask awhile,

in the sun and grit.

That I should kill,

or be killed instead?

Come my battle cry...

'Fix bayonets! '

... Dare I charge headlong,

beyond this pit?

Through War's slaughterhouse,

past the blood and spit.

Do as I'm told,

without regret?

As I plunge over...

my epitaph.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

(Commemorating the 100th Anniversary of WW1)

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 20, 2013

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