Rhea Sethi

Rhea Sethi

A WW1 poem: I proved my might and yet I cried

A WW1 poem: I proved my might and yet I cried

My lips are cracked, my throat feels dry Been waiting for this all my life Just enlisted, future’s bright Pershing tells us, “Onwards, Doughboys! We’ll fight the Fritzes, prove our might A torch of victory to our Allied”   My lips are cracked, my throat feels dry...