DIUTURNITY IN HELL
Smell of cordite and smoke fills the air
joe's are on the way and where they fall we cannot say.
Let them be true and hit the mark
neither long nor short.
Soldier's live are at stake
make them true for Heaven's sake.
Arty's roar is heard afar
hoping to help those caught in a jar.
Readjustments can be made
but time is important.
Drop them to their rear
and work them close.
At times so close
we almost get you.
But that is why we are there
your call and miss you by a hair.
Waiting for the next fire mission
to us they come too often.
And in a very short time
we fire away.
But to the grunt
caught in Hellfire's way
it may seem a diuturnity
sorry to say.