boys on the rhine
riddled
by the
dreaded
88 mm shells
callow soldiers
fell to he
potent wind
like ancient matchsticks.
on your right.
on your let.
friends
who have share
each others company
depended on one anther
for life
while the
world exploded. boys
who
became men
as a cold war swallowed
them whole
and a river
teemed with blood.
el
Commandante
October 18th, 2005
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