This Soldiers Life
This Soldiers Life
The sound of chaos wakes me from my much needed sleep,
I can hear the bombs exploding and feel the vibrations.
Rushing to get my gear through bloodshot eyes
I find myself alone and searching for my companions.
I walk outside with my gear weighing me down
I see destruction all around me as I hear the cries of women and children.
Still confused I make my way through the rubble and random fires,
I see my team running and my commander yelling orders.
Making my way to see what my orders will be isn’t easy
I lower to a crawl as I hear guns firing from every direction.
Before I can get to my unit I feel a burning pain in my stomach.
I lay there in the anarchy with smoke filling my lungs.
I can see a thick fluid coming from my stomach as I still struggle to grasp what has happened,
Then it hits me, I am a soldier and this is my life.
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