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I Have Seen War, And I Have Killed, And It Haunted Me Forever

Contributed by dthomas89 on Friday, 5th February 2010 @ 11:05:35 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



This story is real
It is not lore
The setting is France
1944

We rode our trucks
Through a small French town
Nobody here
I couldn't help but frown

One cold night
While clearing a house
I heard a noise in the back
And it wasn't a mouse

I went to the back shed
With much haste
As the next house must be cleared
No time to waste

In the shed he was
In his own little nest
The patches on his coat
Read "Waffen SS"

He got off his chair
With a look of fright
As this American GI
Was ready to fight

We both reached down
And drew our knives
Mentally preparing
To fight for my life

Now I can remember
As he began to shiver.
As my knife
Drove into his liver

He began crying
As heard they do
And as I clutched him
I started crying too

I have just killed a man
Whose eyes looked cold
I'm a killer
At nineteen years old

He slumped to the floor
And while he lay
I hit my knees
And began to pray

Forgive my lord
Answer my prayer
These sins I've commited
Are too much to bear

And to this very day
When I see a knife
I think back that man
Because I took his life

Many a time I've thought
Maybe he liked to fish?
I think of his son's first steps
And the other things he'd miss

I should have never went to that shed
Or even pulled my knife
Knowing that memory
Would haunt my life

Now I hope to see him
In that Heavanly place
And I'll know its him when I see him
Because I've never forgotten his face

From the expiriences of Staff Seregeant Mike Francis RIP, told on his deathbed.




Copyright © dthomas89 ... [ 2010-02-05 23:05:35]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: I Have Seen War, And I Have Killed, And It Haunted Me Forever (User Rating: 1 )
by northernlights on Friday, 5th February 2010 @ 11:19:19 PM AEST
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Moved me to tears, well written


Re: I Have Seen War, And I Have Killed, And It Haunted Me Forever (User Rating: 1 )
by Fuzzy on Saturday, 6th February 2010 @ 05:01:49 AM AEST
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very moving ,thought provoking write.
a memory that someone lived with every
day, i also had tears in my eyes.

Well written

Take care
Fuzzy




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