Through A Glass Darkly, Poem by General George S Patton Jnr

Through A Glass Darkly,

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Perhaps I stabbed our Savior
In His sacred helpless side.
Yet I've called His name in blessing
When in after times I died.

Through the travail of the ages
Midst the pomp and toil of war
Have I fought and strove and perished
Countless times upon this star.

I have sinned and I have suffered
Played the hero and the knave
Fought for belly, shame or country
And for each have found a grave.

So as through a glass and darkly
The age long strife I see
Where I fought in many guises,
Many names - but always me.

So forever in the future
Shall I battle as of yore,
Dying to be born a fighter
But to die again once more.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
William M 12 April 2018

I wonder under what name Patton fights now.

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Strac5 02 October 2018

He's taking a hiatus for a while. Too many cuckolds in the modern military's leadership.

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Tony Karas 12 October 2013

This is missing more than half this amazingly awesome work.

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