Inspired By My Friend Gershon
Sacrifice and Blood
War comes to often and blood flows
Death and destruction
Are only seen by those who sacrifice
One I knew we were brothers in battle
Wounded in the head and left for dead
Yet one brave solider risked his life
With bullets flying he ran to his side
Dragging him to safety
Dead the doctors thought
But yet saved his life
If bravery had another definition it would be called
Love
Dedicated to my brother the one shot in the head
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