The Messages by Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

I cannot quite remember…There were five Dropt dead beside me in the trench—and three Whispered their dying messages to me…’

Back from the trenches, more dead than alive, Stone-deaf and dazed, and with a broken knee, He hobbled slowly, muttering vacantly:

‘I cannot quite remember…There were five Dropt dead beside me in the trench, and three Whispered their dying messages to me…

‘Their friends are waiting, wondering how they thrive – Waiting a word in silence patiently… But what they said, or who their friends may be

‘I cannot quite remember…there were five Dropt dead beside me in the trench – and three Whispered their dying messages to me…’