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A Poem by Rob Funk

Get down,

What's wrong with you?,

Can you not tell I am in hell.

Why was it he who fell,

He was careful,

Why did I enjoy that hell,

I waited for it,

Stay down,

These guys can set me free,

Go and flee,

I shall stay and earn my pay,

No more ammo,

Well I have 1 left,

Guess its going to have to be,

Blammo for me.

© 2013 Rob Funk


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I have a feeling that this is a war poem and the effects of the battle and then the blame that goes after that ...Well penned...Thank you for sharing...:)

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Rob Funk
Rob Funk

United States, PA



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