Category : Poems

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Running down the street,
Weapons and gear heavy as can be
My glasses fog, im sweaty, cant see
Im tired now staggering on my feet

Pop pop pop Boom Boom
Oh shit, ambush...kick in that door
People inside, ready to shoot..hit the floor
Rifle fire, grenades, smoke fills the room

I shoot back, bullets true!
Six people, blood runs red,
Six people, all lie dead.
I breathe deep, its over...through!

A scream....a yell!
Battle buddys gone, missing, 
I go back, by my head, bullets whizzing
He yells again, from where I cant tell.

Theres our truck, on fire
Oh shit, hes  inside screaming in pain
He struggles to get out, in vain.
Hes on fire too..situation is dire.

Finally he stops, finally he is free
We pull his body out, a crusted husk
Alive at dawn...dead by dusk.
Pack him up, send him home to Tennessee.

I drive on, carry his flag
It aint easy, always tough
Life of a Soldier, very rough
Once a funny man, now he lays forever in a bodybag.

Next day, a a soldiers farewell, we raise our hand
We stand in formation
An honored dedication
And at TAPS, salute the Missing Man.