Gerard Woods Poems
- Lincolns Death President Lincoln Lies with a bullet In his...
- Mother She laughed and cried, In truth and lies. She born...
- Child Hood Days The factory chimbley's Which spout there ...
- Flowering Tree Under a summers flowering tree Sat her, him, ...
- Vietnam In Vietnam where uncle Sam chose to fight, And his ...
- The Soldier He awoke from his dirty muddy hole, shivering ...
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He awoke from his dirty muddy hole,
shivering cold, To be told,
by an officer with red tired eyes,
We attack before light,
Be ready to kill for wrong or for right
A cup of tea before dying, the soldier thought,
As he read through the bible a week ago he'd bought.
A passage he read in the bible said,
'thou shalt not kill.
He pondered over the words,
As he stood in the trench rifle in hand,
Ready to charge over no mans land.
'thou shalt not kill, '
'Thou shalt not kill.