An Ode To The Sliced Diced Red Ribbon Hero Poem by Terence George Craddock

in mist haunting wartime mud screaming
skull voices still scream ghost death rattle
entombed souls in a great trench line cut

echo is a blood scar across Europe in World War 1
pat a cake mud time baked corpses shell screams
in 1914 to 1918 a line of blood mud sliced diced

a mere red ribbon of puppet dancing death
land complete with shelled barbed wire
stomach stabbing bayonets machine guns

tanks gas rats lice infestations screaming shells
whining bullets bursting grenades shrapnel
blown apart limbs decaying youth body parts