No Man Left Behind
Beating a hasty retreat
Infantry overwhelmed
By a barrage
Of unremitting enemy fire.
Down goes
One of the brotherhoods of war,
Fatally wounded,
Exsanguinating;
Body riddled with bullets
Coming fast and furious.
Yet one intrepid infantryman
Does the opposite;
crawling through
The blood-soaked battlefield
Amid a volley of gunfire
Whizzing past above his head.
He's on a suicide mission,
Determined to fulfill
The "Leave No Man Behind"
Code he swears by
"I knew you'd come back for me, Bobby,"
The last words
Of his fellow infantryman,
And lifelong friend. His corpse
Dragged back through the mud
As bullets fly inches above.
He wasn't left behind.
ALL YOURS (Mar 3) Poetry Contest(Winner 1st Place)
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date written: 02/22/2021
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