Ron Cervero Poet Free verse

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

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Sharon Winter March 16, 2009 at 11:44 AM War is indeed hell. I can't imagine it being anything but. Talking to a therapist over the weekend who deals with PTSD patients. My heart goes out to all those affected (how can you not be?) and their families. A hard hitting, excellent tell it like it is write. Love, Shar