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Open Poetry #4

Crib Of Death

broker6
Member

since 1999-11-07

Posts 132
Bellevue, NE, Sarpy

0 posted 1999-11-26 10:29 AM

CRIB OF DEATH
by ©Richard J. Budig

Oh soldier, my soldier,
Where do you fight today?

On the battlefield royal
With weapons in great array.

Oh little one, my little one,
Where do you play today?

In the crib of death,
Where invisible soldiers I must slay.

hoot_owl_rn
Member Patricius

since 1999-07-05

Posts 10750
Glen Hope, PA USA

1 posted 1999-11-26 01:34 PM

Another powerful piece!

Balladeer

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Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-05

Posts 25505
Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA

2 posted 1999-11-26 10:16 PM

Excellent piece, broker. We do begin rather young, don't we?

Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

3 posted 1999-11-26 10:27 PM

I think hoot said it, this poem has tremendous power.

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