Andrew McEwan


Andrew McEwan Poems

1. A God Of Battle Speaks 3/29/2007
2. The Shell 12/4/2006
Best Poem of Andrew McEwan

The Shell

I’ve been here for a while now,
Can’t remember when I came.
The men? Dog tired, so am I,
In the featureless land that all seems same

Bombardment’s heavy. Shells,
Fall like spring rain, but
Water nothing, cultivating death,
Ploughing up land and men as one

Who have I lost? Smith, Johnson - both shells.
Mead, a bullet through the parapet
A slow, gargling, choking death
I remember that. One of many.

Who, Rasping bloodily for his mother,
Died terribly. But I’m lost too. I don’t know,
Why I’m here, What we fight for,
Blindfolded we ...

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