Behind Enemy Lines

image by Matthias Burtscher on pixabay

Who’d be the youngest in the brigade?
I swear it isn’t fair
Do this, do that
Groom the horses
Fetch the water
And never mind the danger
Off you go to forage.
No, I’m not a deserter
I’m foraging food and water
Was I to know these are enemy lines
Did I pass a sign, don’t tread here?
Was there anything to say beware?
An older man might have known
That older might have shown me
Are you going to shoot me?

82 words written fro Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Forage

About crispina kemp

Spinner of Asaric and Mythic tales
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19 Responses to Behind Enemy Lines

  1. Sadje says:

    Unlucky for him to cross that unseen line.

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  2. This sounds like one of those people who must touch the “Wet Paint” sign just to be sure.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Dale says:

    All innocence and batting eyelashes – I’m innocent, I say. INNOCENT!
    Well done, Madam!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. A sad tale of soon to be lost innocence! But those signs in the photo just make me want to go in 🙂

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