November dribbles - 9

They said don’t run; you’ll breathe the gas too deep.
He ran with mustard seeping dark inside
Too far, too fast, and weeping till he stopped.

They said he’d begun to die that day. Instead
He slowed to watch new wars begin and end
Again, praying forgiveness till he dropped.

Giving thanks for peace

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