soldier aiding his brother in arms that tells a story. 2012 Quills Nominee. for Daddy!
I heard the bombs bursting, I was frightened but brave,
for I knew my purpose was to help and save.
The rain started pouring, a strong smell of smoke filled the air,
The guns were blasting all around me but still I forged on there.
wallowing in the muck and mud,
While my friend was drenched in blood.
I heard a shot ring out very near
when I looked around it became clear,
that my comrad in arms had fallen to the bullet
which struck him in the chest, I tried to get him to a unit.
The blood was oozing, a strong stream began to flow.
For me every thing, seemed very slow.
I rushed to his side and took off my shirt,
I pressed it upon the place he was hurt.
I screamed for a medic to take him away
to a makeshift hospital located down the way.
He cried out in pain, and my heart was heavy
for no one was coming to give us aid near the levy.
So I took him in my arms and ran as quick as can be
I knew I was his only chance,
We were surrounded with violence
He whispered to me, to leave him behind,
or I could end up with a fate the same kind.
I shook my head and told him to hush,
This is the reason I came to this brush.
The jungle was tangled with vines all around,
so there were plenty of places where we would not be found.
I saw as it were a troop of men,
Americans, thank goodness for kin.
These are my brothers, We're far from home,
In a land where we are quite unknown.
They rushed to my side, bringing a gurney for my friend.
We got him to a unit and in time he would mend.
Back out I went proud as can be,
knowing there was a reason for me.
a poem for Daddy
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a poem for Daddy