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  • Tony Grannell
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    Hello Namyh,

    Into the fray without a care in the world midst the bang- bangs and the boom-booms. This poem is all over the place like the chaos of war. A most unusual and yet a most enjoyable poem to read. Well done indeed.
    Kind regards,
    Tony.

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  • Parkinsonspoet
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    Read Read Enjoy Enjoy- read with PMA

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  • Namyh
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    Vincent - Thanks for enjoying this one. Namyh

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  • Vincent
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    and on and on we go...very good read.

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  • Namyh
    started a topic Boom! Boom!

    Boom! Boom!

    Boom! Boom!

    I felt hot and sticky as a moon pie stuck
    on an old pickup sunbaked Chevy
    and the battle bruised air in my soot laden lungs
    made the morning taste of gunpowder heavy.


    All my ammo was gone! All the rifles were gone!
    All the mortar rounds were missing with our gear
    and we saw the enemy scramble in confusion.
    Seems their weapons too had also disappeared


    but our Supply Sarge, unsupplied, had a bold plan.
    He knew a way that we could still yet win the day.
    Using a Positive Mental Attitude at its full force,
    all the battles could be fought with PMA.

    He said “Pretend I’m handing you a loaded rifle.
    When you see the enemy, think and go Bang! Bang!
    and a knife for close encounters when they happen
    and Stab! Stab! will drop your foe yet once again.”

    On the field, I had no choice. I thought Bang! Bang!
    and heard the click of ejected shells from fired rounds
    and in shock I knew my PMA was working dead on target
    when I saw my enemy shot and hit the ground.


    I thought I heard a sound, not far out in the distance,
    as we revelled in the enemy’s loss and doom,
    ‘cause the Bang! Bangs! and the Stab! Stabs!
    were loud all thru the day ‘til a big sound shook the ground.
    It went Boom! Boom!


    Boom! Boom! I heard in the distance. Bang! Bang! sounded small.
    Boom! Boom! sounded nearer. Stab! Stab! no sound at all
    and I saw an enemy soldier with PMA strong you see
    saying “Tankity-Tank, Tankity-Tank.” Boom! Boom! rolled over me.

    Hurt, I watched the Boom! Boom! explode on a bomb from air
    launched by a comrade soldier’s PMA, unmeasured and rare.
    Boom! Boom! seemed unusual and maybe a little farfetched
    ‘til I saw our soldier flying in air saying “Jettidy, jet, jet, jet.”


    Then I raised my head from mud in pain with tears that looked at sky,
    for Man’s mind was on display uncaged by belief to fly.
    If only he can live with his neighbor and not be socially retarded at core,
    such gifts could aim at stars for targets than Death, the bullseye of War.


    Namyh
    Last edited by Namyh; 05-22-2022, 12:34 PM.
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