{"sf1_id":557995,"sf2_id":"GnDzOope","title":"Behind Enemy Lines","author":"BladePup","words":133,"posted_at":"2013-07-01T10:10:00.000Z","tags":["1915","ANZAC","ANZAC Day","April 25","Australia and New Zealand Army Corps","Death","Gallipoli","Poem","The Old Lie","War"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/557995-behind-enemy-lines","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/GnDzOope","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=557995\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#4 of Poetry\n\nA poem written for ANZAC Day - if you don't know what it is - google it..\nIt's a little late but I couldn't stop myself from posting it :p","content":"As we pace across barren unknown lands,  \nAnd remember the clapping, cheering hands.  \nOf many happy, cheery people,  \nWith banners from towering steeples.\n\nThen thinking of the many men who went to war,  \nWho now cannot tell of what they saw.  \nAs we walk through lands corroded,  \nVigilantly with weapons loaded.\n\nOne by one we all walk,  \nAfraid to make a sound or talk.  \nAs we approach our destination,  \nWe are filled with anticipation.\n\nAs we stopped without a sound,  \nWe caught sight of an enemy hound.  \nWe suddenly saw the cliffs ablaze with light,  \nAs the enemy charged in with all their might.\n\nAs the events that day unfolded,  \nOur general lay on the ground smoldered.  \nAs I remember the events of that day,  \nI feel the pain of the enemy flay.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/469492-underground.json"}}