Surprise Attack

Clouds along the moonlight glides Lighting not the ground But upon the clouds shines So the light was muddled Helping the patrol scuttle Invading the tyrant's trench mound. The tricolor in front. The shadows behind. Approaches the enemy line. And if soldiers do as told, then this tactic proves bold for the French are outnumbered 3 to 1. With renewed guile their enemy confront And the end of the traverse is met. The officers descend the parapet Leaving behind snipers ready and set.