Treasure Island

Nikola Vaptsarov

(7 December 1909 - 23 July 1942 / Bulgaria)

The Very Last


The fight is hard and pitiless
The fight is epic, as they say.
I fell. Another takes my place -
Why single out a name?

After the firing squad - the worms.
Thus does the single logic go.
But in the storm we'll be with you,
My people, for we loved you so.

2 PM, 23 July 1942

Submitted: Wednesday, July 23, 2014

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