A wounded soldier walks with his gun towards the enemy area.
And he found an enemy wounded soldier with his gun
But no ammunition.
He cried in difficulty; 'Please do not shoot me adjutant as I am helpless.'
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Excellent. War is indeed the dark side of the story. Your comment is as powerful and evocative as your poem. Perhaps, more so. Always your friend, Sandra
The enemy ceases to be the enemy when you confront him without weapon. He becomes a brother who must be protected, not destroyed. This parable about peace is powerfully penned. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥