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Daniel R
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I am writing a series of poetry based on civilian and military Personal in England during WW2. This character is apart of a bomb disposal unit. Any and all help is appreciated. The punctuation is still not quite complete, once again thanks
All four of us, shirtless
Groping at the earth
Chattering insistently like foolish boys,
And as ignorant as we act
We all smell it Underneath us
digging like dogs each shovel proceeds deeper and deeper,
on to the devil’s garden we find what we are looking for
As much as it seems to be a corpse
An empty human shell,
We dig a little slower a little more like men
Letting our conversation slow with our hands
We brush its hair, we clean it up
For it’s the officers turn to swoon it
Impossible to read, there are no tell-tale signs
Of Annoyance, Death, or Deceptions
]
It’s Hitler’s gift to Churchill
But we are the ones unwrapping it.
All four of us, shirtless
Groping at the earth
Chattering insistently like foolish boys,
And as ignorant as we act
We all smell it Underneath us
digging like dogs each shovel proceeds deeper and deeper,
on to the devil’s garden we find what we are looking for
As much as it seems to be a corpse
An empty human shell,
We dig a little slower a little more like men
Letting our conversation slow with our hands
We brush its hair, we clean it up
For it’s the officers turn to swoon it
Impossible to read, there are no tell-tale signs
Of Annoyance, Death, or Deceptions
]
It’s Hitler’s gift to Churchill
But we are the ones unwrapping it.