Today is another day of patrols
These days all seem the same
That is unless we see action
Unaware that would be today
"Charlie six, shots fired,
Small arms, from west."
This is a fight for life
Sweat on the brow
Heart pounding hard
I took lead in the leg
Felt the blood
Breath shallow
Cant die
Must live
Fading out
Hear Doc say
"Stay with me!"
Needle in arm
Feel pain
Eyes close
See light
Medic over me
Chopper hum
"Change IV"
Feel numb
Bright light
Medic pumping
Hands on chest
"He's back."
Light appears
I see gates and people
"You're home brave warrior,
I am Peter and this is Peace.
My boss is stronger than your medics."
A Wounded Soldier
Fade To Light
Published by Family Friend Poems January 2008 with permission of the author.
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