Winter Patrol


Winter Battlefield

The barren landscape peeks through the winter curtain

Brown branches, rusted metal, blackened ruins

Barbed wire coils hide like serpents underfoot

Shapes unknown lie frozen in the drifts

The wind reveals them, and then quickly hides

High tension from constant observation

Careful steps, careful ears, and watchful eyes

Every side a place to hide, or a place to die

The colored ground reminds you of the pain

Muddy pathways from the armor

Grease, urine, oil, and trash from the troops

And the blood; pink stains in the snow

Wondering if these sights are our last

Soldiers, landmines, hunger, or the cold

Enemies all around us

Yet on and on we walk in file

Winter Troops

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