The Russian Man

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Led through a Finnish forest

The slow, ankle high, crunching underfoot

A russian man, unnamed, laughing

With such peace in his heart

It almost feels warmer

He knows what is coming

The war will finally end when he is gone

At least, for him

He accepts the death that awaits them all

Thinking through his life

His mother and father

Smiling at him through a window

Waving goodbye

His little sister

Playing with her toy doll

Near the fireplace

Singing songs with his friends by a bonfire

Getting drunk for the first time

Vommiting violently after drinking games

Laying with his sweetheart in bed

Letting the hours fly on by

Staring into her eyes

The Finnish man readies his pistol

Raising it to his forehead

The Russian man still laughing

Lost in his memories

 

The blood seeps deep into the snow

 

 

 

 

Author: Jack Bennett

Born in Torbay, living in Bristol. One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

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