I still remember the days
When so many lives I tried to save.
I still remember how the faces
Had so much fear in their eyes.
I still remember the sounds
Screams of a wounded soldier
Caused by a piece of metal.
I still remember the sky
Black with anger, hate and smoke.
I still remember the sights
Of men falling, holding on to their last breath.
I still remember the smell
The blood, dead bodies and gun smoke.
I still remember thinking
"Who will be next? and, "When will it end?"
I still remember recovering and dying men
Telling me of their families at home.
I still remember the fear
Of having a bomb dropped near us.
I still remember the triumph
The fighting is over, we can go home!
November 2001
Saturday, September 20, 2008
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