War Time Writings

Nowhere

You can't go and hide anywhere
Not behind the bodies that lie there
Bloodied and breathing in the damp
Of the mud that has not soaked them up.

Like a swamp of bodies, the fight still continues
In ditches and trenches, the gas has been used
Hitting bodies of fear and unease
Hitting the ground, God please.

Refrain from all this hurt and fighting in the world
Then I drop to the floor and hide in the Earth
But I still can't hide anywhere
I bet God will take me nowhere.