THIN RED LINE

There once was a soilder
He was always told
that in battle there was a thin red line
which must never be crossed
for if they did
they would suffer a great loss

The soilder never knew what that meant
until one day
when he made a horrible mistake

The soider lay motionless on thhe ground
unaware the blast that hit him had been so violent

Written in 2003.

Poetry

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