The fight is hard and pitiless <br /> The fight is epic, as they say. <br /> I fell. Another takes my place - <br /> Why single out a name? <br /> <br /> After the firing squad - the worms. <br /> Thus does the single logic go. <br /> But in the storm we'll be with you, <br /> My people, for we loved you so. <br /> <br /> 2 PM, 23 July 1942<br /><br />Nikola Vaptsarov<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-very-last-2/
