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Phillip Coffey - Two Soldiers

Two Soldiers by Phillip Coffey

Well, he would just show up, loafing without much "bread".
But when he did appear, synchronize the watches - weekdays, 8:30 sun time.
Everybody would just sit there listening to what he had to say.
Always there was at least one that would take voluminous notes.



Often in his anguish he would speak of the atrocities he had seen.
Other times talking about one of the personalities of a friend he had lost.
Some right next to him when they were mortally wounded with multitude
Of shots. He could not stop - the order was to keep marching forward.

Oh yes, he had been in the infantry - often called "Battle of the Bulge."
All that cold, ice and snow-one day with snow - blindness unable to see.
Under fire, marching - unable to remove his socks for fourteen days.
No opportunity to change his wet, soiled socks.

He said, "I guess the worst of all was crossing the Ruhr River-explosives
throwing water into the air as big as houses".
Praying, "Please Heavenly Father get me across this wide river-die on the beach."
Never shared what may have been the most troubling until near his last days.

Seeing all those orphans milling around hungry, crying, calling out for Ma and Pa
'To tuck them in' after we infantryman captured a town.
"Doughboy" from the "Great War" standing to give his testimony of praise to the Lord.
Sidetracked suddenly-mind racing into the distant past of his much-troubled younger days.

Trembling in his right hand as he changed his course, more shaking in his trigger finger.
Grimacing with the painful memories as they came forth. - some losses with the spread
Of Mustard gas. No winners in the end.
All of this in his head interrupting his peace within.

Please no more rounds into the air for these fine men who are long gone.
No more trembling once each of them is placed in chosen hallowed silenced ground.
Rest, peaceful for evermore.

I knew the World War II Veteran very well. He shared all that is written. Much of it to me many times.

The "Great War" (World War 1) Veteran I would observe and listen to him as he tried to give his testimony praising the Lord but he always seemed to drift back to his combat days.


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