15


Recovery

Is measured in small, painful steps,

With complacency-denting

Setbacks

In between;

But

The occupants

Of Barracks Two

Gradually resume

Their uniquely complicated,

Twofold

Routine.

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Daily tedium

And restrictions

Dictated by barbed wire,

Watchtowers,

Rifles,

And the Kommandant's whim;

Are once again enlivened

By meticulously plotted

Escapades,

Almost invariably,

Risking

Life and limb.

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Patterns reconfigure;

They are not precisely as before.

Any particularly

Close call

Shakes everyone to the core.

~0~

Life goes on;

Rhythms restored;

Rescuing downed fliers,

Disrupting the enemy,

And righting wrongs;

With their right hand man,

Their rock,

Defying the odds

And back

Where he belongs.

~0~

The End