A hero's fall

Another poetic tribute to the men and women who put their life on the line for us.

The squad pushes forward.
The leader, a hero, is in front.
Call the chant, say the word.
The hero's stunt.

A rifle's sound cracks.
The pain from a mortal wound.
The squad stops in their tracks.
The hero has passed the moon.

Frozen from the sudden violence,
the soldiers look around.
The sniper is eternely quiet,
there is no sound.

Thoses brave men may have lived,
But a part of them died that day.
On that battlefield,
When the bullet missed, and nobody died.
The dream lives on.