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| The Captain's Dilemma by David Gray |
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I wrote to a woman I never knew, I told her about her son. I tried to be kind and soften the blow and spoke of the victories we'd won. I said he was brave and a credit to all and he died in the way he had hoped. A bright honest boy full of courage and joy and the times when we laughed and we joked. And when it was done and I read it out loud I'd missed all the things that were real. All the panic and fear and the cries that we hear and the waiting for days for a meal. It was then that I knew I was wasting my time and another could send her the pain. Your boy's on the wire, under enemy fire, you won't ever see him again.
© David Gray 2006
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