“Your country needs you,” said Kitchener
You’re
needed to fight them over there
“It will be over by Christmas,” they said
But it was
just getting started instead
In the cold
trenches on Christmas morn
The guns
remained silent after the dawn
Soon
forgetting the horrendous conditions
Men began
emerging from their positions
The opposing
soldiers met in no man’s land
Then smiled
and shook their enemy’s hand
Briefly at
peace both sides felt regrets
Then they
exchanged gifts of cigarettes
A day
without a single shot fired at all
They even
got to play a game of football
Sadly, the
men returned their own way
They began
killing again on Boxing Day
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