Lost patrol

It was easy to get lost surrounded by mangroves!

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Lost patrol

Stranded marooned on a shore,
Not knowing what we should do.
Although we’d seen things before
This was something quite new.

Thundering around all that noise.
There’s mist and smoke blocks the sight.
That soon hid all of those boys
We’d landed here in the night.

Stuck in the mud and the trees.
Caught in the quagmire and mess.
The mud came up past our knees;
Where we were no one would guess.

Nor does it matter at all.
That memory’s stuck in that mud.
As we all now may recall
The stench of death and of blood.

© Trevor Morgan April 2018

Draft for second edition of “Saga of Sabah”

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