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my enemy hold ground

August 6, 2014
By FreelanceWriter SILVER, South St Paul, Minnesota
FreelanceWriter SILVER, South St Paul, Minnesota
7 articles 3 photos 6 comments

Favorite Quote:
Im unbelievably determined because when your'er as naturally ungifted as I am, you have to keep driving forward, wright?

Lone Survivor, Marcus Luttrell

foxhole wet and muddy place,
crambe and boring; waiting.
pop, pop, pop japs coming,
poke out fire my grant.
yells and screams for medic,
zip,zip bullets fly over me.
dam it Im hit arm bleeds,
black dirt water, blood,
never great to look at,
or lay and wait, hole,
jumped me he did, punched,
stab him with bayonet.
all quiet they are gone.
a hole for one is two,
I gave it to him as,
burial ground for him, dead
dig new hole wait again.

The author's comments:
I want to write a poem that wound capture a mount for a marine solider during world war 2

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