RNAL#5 (1/06) - The Gunnery

Commenced. ConfoundedThey both were by lackOf common words.He faltered to anotherLocal man and clothedHis arm around hisBack. Again he yelled,“His God,” and screamed,Before the musicBegan, “His God.” AndThe drunk walked to theUnknown boy, heExtended his hand.He then pointed toHis palm where a pieceOf simple string lay.Six letters were setOn the tread to spellF R I E N DPointing his fingerAbout the three men;The drunkard whispered,“Friend,” and smiled as heContinued to dance.Then the music began.(Paul Henne, 2007)English Journal 5 (January 2006) 27