When we’re going to get rest…

When we’re going to get rest…?



I finally arrived on a place where to rest. I whined with my friends.

None of them talked. It was quiet. Silence lowered inside the small shed what we captured.

We have run away from the Military Special Dog Forces for one week already.

But there is no use, their still after us. I felt my stomach growling from the hunger I saw my friends.

Each of them whined their wounds and their thin body what is covered by mottled brown uniform.

First one who have get bullet inside his body was groaning and moaning. Sanität tried to take care of him.

He was dying. I saw from his desperate eyes that he was suffering large pain without getting better.

Finally our leader commanded us to sleep. He was a nice and a great leader, smart and caring one.

My eyes closed fast and I fell asleep, feeling my tired body setting into deep rest which I enjoyed.

I hoped the best…to get away from this war...



During the night suddenly I was slapped awake. “Achtung der Bombers!” soldier who slapped me shouted.

I got up and started to run when I heard the engine growling from the sky. Each of us ran outside to get in cover in deep snow.

Two who didn’t wake up were left. They were unconscious and there was no time to get them out.

Soon everyone jumped in snow what was deep. I pressed my body against the snow hearing howling from the sky.

Bombs….those things exploded near me and covered whole area on fire storm what cleaned the shed away. I heard when my friends screamed when they couldn’t get in time out on their covers.

Small tear ran down on my cheek but I didn’t know it, I never actually felt it.


After the fight was over I started to runaway before others will come.

I ran as fast as I can. I felt my heart beating fasted and faster on my chest.

I didn’t felt anything else. I was hungry and haven’t got food for days. Even I and my team had had eaten rats to satisfy our hunger.

After an hour of running we stopped. Everyone was panting louder than they could somehow the others started to follow me.

One hit on ground. I watched him a while, he was young soldier. 2 years old.

He was dead, died in exhaustion and on hunger.

No one didn’t care about him they continued their walking.



Soon I heard scream after gunshot. I turned and saw my friend who yelled in pain when he hit on ground.

Shot came from one a US-soldiers Springfield rifle. I saw his rifle bayonet shining.

Second shot and already dying friend yelled again when the bullet ripped his body he was still alive.

”Bitte Kameraden! Hilfe! Hilf mich! bitte kamerade!” dying dog shouted crying in large pain in his body when the bullets have ripped his intestines, his own body was burning in pain.

Everyone started to run faster to get away from there. We heard the last large scream behind us….our friend was dead.

Suddenly leader cocked his head. Blood flew on my face from his occupant. He got shot from front.

His body started to drop on ground his eyes staring on distance with shock.

I knew that he was shock from the death. He was having a family back in one town. He hit on the ground and died on there.

One dog that was known as leader’s brother ran up to him crying. “Bruder! Du kann nicht töt!” Leader’s brother shouted desperate way soon a second shot and I felt something warm on my muzzle. Soldier who stood next to me was leaning on my body.

I saw blood dropping from his head on my uniform. I yelled something and pushed the soldier away then started to run in panic with others.

More shots came and blood and desperate yells fill the air.

I jumped on a ditch. With me came few others. Together there were seven dogs.

We heard when rest of the team was slaughtered by US-Patrol.

One of my team-mates was having pup near her. Pup was only 7 week’s old and really scared.

My friend was singing bed song to the pup who soon was felling asleep on her soft voice.

I always loved her singing voice. I told that to her few weeks ago and she giggled with me about it.

She was leaning on me in the ditch. I saw that she was also scared like the others in there.

Soon the guns went quiet and I got up from there with my friends. Life was hell like my mother told to me every day.

Guns were quiet and whole team started to walk again. This time we all went towards south.

It was quiet once again.

I heard weight hitting on snow I turned to see who it was. My own little brother was lying on there. He was dying. Weak from the hunger and wounded from the side where he was hit couple of days earlier.

I was just going to walk up to him but Corporal pushed me off near him. “Er ist töt” he said quietly to me and we continued walking. Snow covered my little brother who was lying on ground.

I only continued my walking crying my loss very quietly not to show my weakness to others.

I almost saw a laughing skeleton face in the sky. It was the death itself. It made me growl louder but I knew that I have to continue walking…in deep snow…without looking behind me, death Regiment walked behind we walked forwards…

Our remaining team just walked forwards, the sky in front of us was pale kind and all dark for us, we had to change our camp and placed it over the boarder, or into the heaven…

I heard soft crying when our wounded dogs groaned and moaned in pain. I cried quietly while I walked.

Soon whole team started to run once again when we heard barking. The MSDF dogs…

We ran and ran through forests. One fell in ground whimpering his exhaustion.

After a while we heard when he was killed. His scream end in watery growl in the end of his throat.

Running again an half an hour we made it for a while.

I stopped and noticed that female with her pup was missing. Suddenly my blood froze when I heard her scream with gunshot.

I ran to see what has happen. And I saw her lying on ground. One US-soldier approached her with grin. I saw his bayonet on his gun. He rose his gun in air and then he saw the weak pup.

He seems to have no heart. He stabbed through her with the bayonet killing her and the pup. Both screamed in pain when steel smashed through their flesh.

I closed my eyes when I heard the scream of the pup and the female.

”NEIN!” I shouted in air and ran back to my team crying for another big loses.

The Team was disappeared already from the book of living. I saw them...lying on an open ground. I saw then a patrol of human soldiers walking by.

Each of the soldiers laughing nastily they have shot my remaining friends.

Suddenly I felt impact on my chest and deep pain running across my body. I fell on the ground and rolled on my back catching breath.

I saw blood leaking from my chest. I whined knowing that I might survive. Soldier who shot on me was talking loudly with his friends I ignored it.

After a while they were gone. I was all alone lying on ground whimpering my chest.

Blood has gathered around me and I spit some out from my mouth. Finally I felt when my eyes wanted to shut down.

I finally realised that I wasn’t going to make from it…With last look I saw the sky and sun set.

I realized that I’ve been lying there forever, it had been morning, afternoon, now was going to be night and I’ve suffered all that without knowing the time.

Sun disappeared….same time my soul vanished from earth….


© By MSDF Writer

Inspirited by Alisa’s poems and Schneewanderer song

(first poem or what it can be called hope you enjoyed!)

Lyrics:

Schneewandarer

Die schwarze welle der bomber
 über dem schlafenden land
jagte uns, den stillen grauen zug,
 in schnee am tages rand

zunächst sahen wir alle
die welt in flammen aufgehen
es musste ein jeder mann sein haus
zum abschied nieberbrennen

und wenn die waffen dann schweigen
fängt ihre wandering an
die arme menschenschaar,
die sich den blick zurück
nicht mehr leisten kann

als dann im endlosen schnee
verschwand der kleine bruder
in dem himmelsblute zeigte sich
der lächelnde henkersknecht

Auf den fersen lauert der schnitter tod
der himmel legt ein leinentuch auf unsre not
unser lager steht in kälte vor der wahl:
grenzübergang oder himmelsfhart…

Auf den fersen lauer…


Translation from Finnish translated into English hard mate:

That wave of bombers over the sleeping land
drove quiet, grey group in snow to crawl
First everyone saw when world was burning
Had every man to burn down his own house

Every time when firing ended
again group continues its marching
group weak, that doesn’t have time to look behind their backs
when into endless snow little brother vanishes
on the red sky materializes laughing death.

Death regiment marches behind in front is surroundings like sheet
our camp we have to change again
over the boarder or into heaven…

Death regiment marches behind in front is surroundings like sheet…

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