To the war front, down
Fro retreat - to and down.
To and fro - left - right
Dexter - sinister again, left.
Sweating hands on a long hilt
Of a tapering blade, though blunt
Thrusts, and a scarlet fountain is felt
From pale faces of granite.
Igwe Kalu
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