Here you will find the Poem Before Action of poet Leon Gellert
We always had to do our work at night. I wondered why we had to be so sly. I wondered why we couldn't have our fight Under the open sky. I wondered why I always felt so cold. I wondered why the orders seemed so slow, So slow to come, so whisperingly told, So whisperingly low. I wondered if my packing-straps were tight, And wondered why I wondered??Sound went wild??? and order came?? I ran into the night, wondering why I smiled.
