There’s A Hole In The Roof Poem by Shaun William Hayes

There’s a hole in the roof and it’s raining
It’s dark and I am alone
In the quiet and the cold

My mind strains and the sounds come back;

We were right and they would lose
So we attacked, and attacked, and attacked
And then we were running

THEY attacked and we were running, fleeing

Darkness fell as we reached the ruined village
A voice said ‘through the gardens’

We jumped fences, reached the end house and crept in
I turned – ‘we’ were two
My comrades all gone, only the rough sergeant and me

He leaned on his rifle as he stood up
Said he would go and scout
So long ago
Some shots in the distance, then nothing

It’s dark and I am alone
In the quiet and the cold
And there’s a hole in the roof
And it’s raining