No Mercy Poem by John F. McCullagh

Private Henry Tandey,
in the service of his King.
had his chance to make a difference
at the battle of Marcoing.

A wounded German corporal
came into his line of sight,
Henry raised his rifle
and would have had him dead to rights.

But Henry was war weary
From his time in No man’s land
Who was it Henry didn’t kill?
Adolf Hitler was that man.

The little Corporal gave a nod
And hurried on his way,
Henry Tandey spared his life
to the entire world’s dismay