No Man's Land

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is inspired by the song Christmas 1915 performed by Celtic Thunder. BTW No Man's Land was the strip of land between two enemy trenches in WWI.

Submitted: December 07, 2010

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No man's land;

the most dangerous place to be.

No man dared to stand in

No man's land.

It was 1915.

Christmas Day.

A young man of only 21, steps into no man's land.

He is German but sings of peace.

Too young to die.

Too young to fight,

but old enough to know what had to be done.

His tenor voice filled the air.

No American could understand him

but they knew every note.

The shots had stopped.

German or American alike,

join in.

They flaunt pictures of family afar,

share cigirettes,

and drink wine in No man's land.

The next morning, the firing rang out again.

The boy is killed.

His tenor voice silenced forever.


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