II NO CONTEST

That night after planting the grenade,

Booby-trap, they could see!

Stayed wide awake, adrenalin, you know.

Caring not they could see me!

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A positive thought, one more grenade.

Would stay awake I would hear

Ears good could pick up night sounds!

Of this I had no fear!

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Discovered later, they saw me clearly!

Sure, it was a false sense

Of security and perhaps God permitted

A part of my defense(?)

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Night of surprises, I could pick up their tread,

Sure, it was soft  but I heard!

Like, two of them.  Night was so still!

Did God then under-gird?

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Of course He did!  Protected me, too!

Where would I be without Him?

A prisoner or cold dear for sure!

I heard through moonlight dim.

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Got grenade ready.  Heard footsteps below,

Barely discernible true!

But could hear!  And not imagination!

Then did what I had to do!

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Tossed that thing through tree-tops above.

Double explosion there!

Awakened our sleepers on down the line.

“Oh, just Sam…”  Someone shared.

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Then faint the sound I heard coming through

Someone dragging another.

Then Japanese officer screaming down there!

Frustration to discover!

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Thwarted all their plans!  Soon the surrender,

Thirteen-hundred or more.

They glad to give up!  They out of smokes!

Then satisfied to the core.

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“Might is right.”  No right is right!

Considering differences.

“In God we trust!”  Enemy not!

It was just no contest!

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the Sam  12.06.11

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