<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=541528" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>38th Parallel</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once I lived in a village not far<br>from the thirty-eighth parallel<br>near Kaesong, in fact</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The snow that February fell for days<br>blowing horizontally to the ground<br>hills and paddy fields filling with drifts</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We lived, ten of us, in a hut<br>that smelled of kimchee and garlic<br>we huddled together on the warm floor</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sergeant in charge was from Chicago<br>a big-mouthed Irish guy from the South Side<br>he talked constantly about his gang back home</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The North Koreans who ran the prison camp<br>grew to dislike the sergeant and our guys<br>we ate less and worked harder than the others</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One night we talked it over with the sergeant<br>we told him that he had to compromise<br>and go along with our captors - or else</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No doubt we angered him because <br>he got his Irish up and began striking out<br>an Italian guy from Hoboken put a shiv in him</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We buried him next morning behind the messhall<br>the Korean in charge was pleased as punch<br>we ate better and worked a normal day</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today I often think of that hotheaded sergeant<br>who died in a foreign land because we were scared<br>and thought more of our own survival</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Pruchnicki">Michael Pruchnicki</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=541528" data-title="38th Parallel de Michael Pruchnicki" data-description="Once I lived in a village not far from the thirty-eighth parallel near Kaesong, in fact The snow that February fell for days blowing horizontally to the ground hills and paddy fields filling with drifts We lived, ten of us, in a hut that smelled..."></div> </div> </div>

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