“Your
country needs you,” said Kitchener
You’re
needed to fight them over there
“It will be over by Christmas,” they said
But
it was just getting started instead
In
the cold trenches on Christmas morn
The
guns remained silent after the dawn
Soon
forgetting the horrendous conditions
Men
began emerging from their positions
The
opposing soldiers met in no man’s land
Then
smiled and shook their enemy’s hand
Briefly
at peace both sides felt regrets
Then
they exchanged gifts of cigarettes
A
day without a single shot fired at all
They
even got to play a game of football
Sadly,
the men returned their own way
They
began killing again on Boxing day
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