The Ditch
Marching marching; a backward glancegood Lord! There! A Gapping Ditch!disbelief-how it came therehow I crossed it
marching marching; a backward glance
But oh behind me, long line advancingthe varied tiny shapeshow can they ford it?hear banging, for them I fear
marching marching; a backward glance
Do I go on?how to begin to fill this pit, this gapping fear?no, I refuse to forward march, doing nothinghere my duty, I turn
marching marching; a backward glance
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