Incoming

Dreaded words.
Raining particles of death.
No place to go.
Out of time.
Many broken.

Hear the horn,
ringing aloud,
for the dead.

Cross of life,
rushing to aid.
Mangled bodies,
twisted, tangled.
Bleeding through,
bleeding out.

Pressure here,
bandage there.
TQ's all about.
Ready, set, lift,
straining to load.
Rough road.

Cash arrival.
Off load.
Cutting, sewing, splinting,
striving to survive.
Failure.
Plunging into darkness.
Fallen angels,
going home,
in an ebony box,
draped with the 
Colors of Freedom.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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