105th Armoured Division (North Korea)

Tanks like ducks in vee shaped thrills
roll over hills and peasant clay.
The blasted shockwaves as we fire
bleed ears, rattle teeth,
and crack bones beneath the grey quagmire.

The stench of blue-smoke diesel
makes us queasy.
To quit would be too easy.
We must fight, in this hot Korean rain.
As brothers, endure pain.
All united for our cause.
We kill to bring an end to wars.

Tanks like ducks in vee shaped thrills
roll over hills and peasant clay.
All is grey.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.