Ruby Red Round Crimson Mouth Poem by James McLain

Green eye's round ruby mouth, am I dead?
Left behind in oceans of dread.
Tail between my legs as I struggle up each hill.
Round ruby mouth crimson red hear at ease
comes the dawn never to rest thereupon.
The bayonet strikes home to the hilt.
My brothers have left home here with out me.
I struggle for breath the taste of steel beneath it.
Round ruby mouth crimson red, just desserts.
I haven't a clue why I'm here.
Before my last meal he spoke to me.
Half way up the next the next peak they took me.
Looking down at the ground he released me.