Not a Step Back! He stumbled over rubble Rifle gripped tightly in his hands His eyes dart from shadow to shadow Looking for a safe haven to hide He spots a crater amid the rubble Freshly made with a blanket of snow He dives in and takes a deep breath Fumbling for his ammunition he reloads his rifle Slowly he raises his head over the edge And takes a fresh look at the city of Stalingrad “It was supposed to be taken before winter “he says to himself “It was supposed to be a quick campaign “he mutters Sullenly he rises out of his temporary shelter And scurries to a nearby building Seeking shelter, all he finds are foes He quickly reaches for the handgun on his belt He fires two shots in quick succession The smell of gunpowder drifts across the room He holsters his gun and Shuffles on All the meanwhile not taking one step back.
This here is a poem I wrote for english class. Tell me what you think.
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