Didn’t want to get involved, but
Someone
had to end the mess;
Those
adolescent-acting oafs, so deep
Entangled
in distress.
A
spider’s web of horror
Overshadows
“over there”, and
They
need to halt the madness
E’er
it migrates “over here”.
So,
off the Doughboy goes to
Crush
the Kaiser’s horrid hordes,
And
vows he’ll not return until
He’s
stilled the rattled swords.
Through
the muck and mist and mire of
A
wretched no-man’s land,
Inch
by inch and trench by trench
He
clashes hand to hand.
Into
the deep perdition,
Arising
from the catacomb,
Fulfilling
every promise
Til
sweet victory brings him home.
And
now the task, the fearful task
That
victory implores,
That
this ungodly struggle be
The
war to end all wars.
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