For the day after the carnage in the name of sport I wrote the following.
A DEADFULL 13th
the guns are quiet now
a few corpses remain
in "every-mans-land"
over the top we will
have to go again
into yesterday's
resumed hell
and so it begins again;
they're coming!
the cries grow louder
from the beating army
powerless we are;
we have to flee,
fly higher and higher
to beat the guns
it's an outrage
it's murderous
it's carnage
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