A Day In the Dirt
Silver lightening bolts taze the sky
Gun powder
casualties and yesterday
litter the ground
fear runs it’s own game
choking on desert dust
never thinking of living
in a hole in the ground
soldiers sleep in a cool pit
soldiers die in cold pits of hell
Copyright © Ron Cervero | Year Posted 2009
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