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soldier aiding his brother in arms that tells a story. 2012 Quills Nominee.
for Daddy! |
** Image ID #1902887 Unavailable ** 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 LINE COUNT: 40 WORDS: 311 a poem for Daddy |