John May

Rookie - 3 Points (June 24th,1971 / New Jersey)

The Trenches

They held with horrid hell their lines
Til shells dispelled their noxious fumes
Then through the labyrinth there fell
A myriad to Earth's gray womb

A thousand summers ere that day
Those fruitful fields were green and bloom
What once were luscious, lovely plains
Are now a wasteland and a tomb

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