In the cold of dusk
Keep the embers burning,
Tonight, ‘til next morning.
In the darkness, dream
Not of yesterday’s fight
No, not of your future plight.
In your sodden bed
Awaken to the frigid air
Embrace morning’s golden mare.
For tomorrow you’ll know
That you will conquer your foe.
In the turmoil of day
Keep your might,
Keep your enemy in sight.
Amid the stench of death
Keep firing, advancing
Ignore the bleeding,
And hollow aching
Of your trembling heart.
When the skies start to dim
And your lids begin to fold
You’ll know a bullet has found you
And driven a deadly hold.
Slowly now…
Close your eyes
Savor the victory
As another soldier dies.
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