World War II Ghazal: The European Front

Another round of mortar shells exploding down the road
Battle-clad G.I. Joes strolling down the road

Change of plan, let’s take the west path
There’s two squads in ambush hiding down the road

Hold your fire! Civilians on center stage!
Women and children running down the road

The boys have landed. They’ve locked out the beach fronts
A caterpillar of tanks is rolling down the road

They were like corpses – the sons of Abraham
At the prison camp we saw while driving down the road

*circa 2 Mar 2006

Sting Lacson

A writer. By degree and by profession. Also strongly advocates ten-finger typing to all writers because that's what you do for a living, so be efficient at it.

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