The Russian soldier, Moskina1 in hand,
Though filthy, tired, unknown, unpaid, unfed,Fights for his God, his Czar, and his Fatherland:
No medals, no vodka, no sleep, no bread
His clumsy lowest-bidder boots,2 they rot
Into the foulness where the world’s sins pitchInto the slime of old Iscariot3
Good men to die in some Gehenna-ditch
Saint George, Saint Michael, and Saint Seraphim
Preserve him in his soul from Judas’ crime4Life’s-end tears, life’s-end prayers, a blood-choked scream
And so he climbs the trench wall one last time,
Three cartridges5 clenched in his frozen fist,
He disappears at last into the mist62. Betrayal by contractors
3. Betrayal by politicians and Bolsheviks
4. The Russian soldier does not fail his duty
5. Ammunition shortage / the Trinity / God, Czar, and Fatherland
6. The Russian soldier is known to God
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