This work is a poem based on my imagination of an Allied soldier during WWII walking alone on the road into occupied Nazi Germany and is shot by a sniper. _____________________________ Like a black panther I strolled, Amidst the rubble and destruction of cold. The ruined buildings gaping their ugly mouths like personified monsters, With speckled bullet holes smeared on those damned fretters. Lamenting that they only were witness and victims of war and bloodshed, Oh, the