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Stalingrad

Contributed by scott on Wednesday, 6th June 2007 @ 10:41:11 AM in AEST
Topic: war



I was conscripted into the Guard
Rifle Division Five,
Ordered to defend the Motherland
But not to stay alive.

They gave me a decent rifle
A 36 Mosin-Nagant,
And a ghost-drab uniform
And a ruined block to haunt.

The Germans have their Panzers
And eighty-eights and flak,
We are armed with courage
And the veiled threat “not one step back.”

Comrade Stalin’s likely smoking
Surrounded by his guard,
His pawns kill and are killed in kind
For each sacred Russian yard.

The Commissars have machine guns
And pistols by their side,
They shoot “cowards” and “retreaters”
Blood for blood for Stalin’s pride.

They gathered our whole division
Together in the square,
The Red Banner urged us forward
To whence we did not care.

Our charge was surely gallant
And our bayonets looked frightening,
But we did not impress the Germans
Whose helmets bore the double lightening.

I was the only one left charging
All around me bullets cracking,
I had two shots left as I topped the trench-
They would not find me lacking.

A patrol found me the next Monday
Frozen solid where I’d fallen,
No shots left in my Nagant
I’d spent them for Comrade Stalin.

They stripped me of my equipment
And dumped me in a shallow hole,
A shell dug me up the same day
Now all that’s left is my soul.

They reformed our division
But never told them our tale,
We were not to be spoken of
For our gallant charge had failed.

And it seems I cannot leave this earth
Though I’ve long taken my last breath,
For in my month at Stalingrad
I’d died a thousand deaths.

I watch 3 divisions gather
For a mass charge in the square,
They say they’ll follow the Banner into hell
But they are already there.

I was conscripted to the Guard
To death I served it still,
Mother Russia, Comrade Stalin,
I’ve paid your butcher’s bill.




Copyright © scott ... [ 2007-06-06 10:41:11]
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Re: Stalingrad (User Rating: 1 )
by True on Wednesday, 6th June 2007 @ 12:02:11 PM AEST
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I'm normally not a big fan of war poetry but I really liked this one. It had a nice story to it that was sad and haunting.


Re: Stalingrad (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 6th June 2007 @ 01:31:04 PM AEST
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You told such a story within these words so flowing and precise. Sad write but penned with fantastic talent

Michelle




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