Saturday, June 20, 2020

At The End Of The War - November,1918 Comments

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Smoke from the fire-fight still swirled
around us, as we carried the Captain
to the shelter of a huge oak, gashed
by bullets and bayonets. We braced
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Kumarmani Mahakul 20 June 2020

The sky was overcast and air was chilled. It was a Monday on the day war would over as caption had felt. No one needs to fight or do war. Lovable and peaceful world is ever necessary. All should live happily. This historical poem is amazingly penned.

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