28 MAY 82

Determined, set faced.
They passed me by.
Marines!

This bad feeling,
'H', dead.
We'd not go lightly.

Resigned,
He fed the mag, another round.
Come the sweet dawn.

©Copyright November 2001 by James McE. Love

Author’s Note: Until you have had the ground beneath your feet disappear; seen the sky turn black and shower you with molten metal fragments, you'll never know how precious the morning can be for men at war. I pray you never have to share the moment. We had just taken Darwin Hill and the battle for Goosegreen still raged. Colonel H Jones' body lay with the other dead at the foot of the hill. We received some reinforcements by way of a blowpipe troop from the Royal Marines. It was not what we expected, and they didn't look all that chuffed either!!!