Time for truth

If only it was easier to show you where I’ve been
We’d stop this whole deceptive world of things you’ve never seen.

A mound of dirt beside the road where danger bides it’s time.
A sharp intake of breathe as you take fire from the grime.

The desert sun, the rampant heat cast heavy on your back
The rounds fly swiftly overhead, your enemy attack.

All thoughts of combat flee you head as panic grips your men.
These afghan soldiers flee the scene, showing cowardice again.

Your life is theirs to take or leave. Not one of them look back.
You close your eyes and start to pray.
You hear their bullets crack.

The sound of angels fill the sky, their screaming trumpets blast.
That gunfire that surrounded you is fading out so fast.

When dust obscures your field of view and winds blow fears away.
You watch the gunship touching down.
You live another day.

Published by dec247h

Ex soldier, father, party girl and generally nice guy taking time out to do as he pleases! one day i will make it back to the UK, but i aint in a hurry!

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