Shot at Dawn

by | Nov 26, 2011 | Poetry | 0 comments

Take the “Coward” from this place
Another boy goes to waste
Tie him to a well fixed post
I suppose his mother loved him most
Recruit a squad from his platoon
Home for Christmas, boom, boom, boom
Not to wound, aim to kill
With his pals just until
SHOT AT DAWN
The boy lays still

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