The Tale of Two - Back Into The Black Flames

The Tale of Two - Back Into The Black Flames

Stationed at another post and armed with another rifle I stand my ground.

Wounded, and bandaged they still needed men to fend the front line.

A glaze of daydreams glistened in my eye. The days of work and worry went on by.

A few times I've stumbled and ended up fainting once or twice.

I had to keep going and press on through this strife.

I got my gun and marched along the perimeter of the base.

Midnight to dusk, and back again. Taking shifts, guarding ready to defend.

We stood ever vigilant, though my mind did wonder.

My dear sweet Nicole was all I could ponder.

I'll be home soon, though how soon will soon be?

Will it ever come, or will this massacre of men just go on until the world's end.

Whenever I can I try to send her letters. Poems of my love and some stories of my time here.

Air raids, and trench warfare. Mustard gas boiling our men alive. I see them all come back in half dead from the front line.

I thank god for that angel of his for I would not be here today.

It's starting to rain, and my shift ends. I head in for food but get yelled at again for being caught off guard whilst I was on duty.

A alarming yet tiresome lecture is being bored into my head.

If I keep this up I might be demoted. Though I guess that's better off than dead.

I finish my meal and go off to get some rest. Only a while later to be awakened by screaming men.

Our base is under attack, the enemy has progressed through our ranks again.

Like a blade chopping through every line of men. I grab my gun and head off into war, with survival in mind and an angel by my side I rush in.

Oh Nicole, I dream of when this hell will end and you and me can be side by side again.

I promise that I'll be home again. I'll hold you and kiss you upon your cheek and say how much I love you over again and again.

Dear Nicole, oh when, oh when , will I ever see that pretty face of yours again.