May I present...
Here We Go Again
by Timothy Charles Cilley
by Timothy Charles Cilley
It comes and goes, and comes back again;
the strife and struggle with the death of men.
The ancient call, to storm the wall;
the tithes of death from shot and ball.
As men and boys, give their last full measure;
the country bequeaths it's finest treasure.
Mothers pray, and wives that wail;
as the dirge of death does prevail.
Men do cry, and all do pray, and hug the mud;
and flinch, and wince, at the bullet's thud.
The mortars blast, and the flairs light;
there ain't no atheist in a firefight.
And as the world, does revolve;
with the thirst for souls that death dissolves.
Death does it's duty, and soldiers fall;
and give their life for that goddamn wall.
And now and then.......
A little breather with the death of men.
And then.....as a soldier says:
Shit! Here we go again....