Farewell To Arms Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Farewell To Arms
Where do you go
when your war has been won
The enemy vanquished,
the legion's undone
What do you do
when your purpose is gone
The feelings still burning,
the will to fight strong
Where do you go,
the last battle adjourned
The fields lined in blood,
all caissons returned
As men march in unison,
their rifles unbreeched
A lone bugle calling
—the dead beyond reach
(The New Room: January,2021)
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