refitting a lid
rubber made
synchronicity
MagiCicada 13
Categories:
refitting, appreciation, body, mental illness,
Form: Free verse
They come from either side,
And there's no place to hide,
Fields of deadly fire,
Not what one would desire...
Bullets wiz past my ears,
My eyes bulging with fears,
Why'd I have to lead the charge,
In stead of refitting in the rear.
Soldiers do as they are told,
Sometimes things that
makes the heart grow cold...
Almost to the summit,
Must keep rolling on,
Till we capture the high ground,
Or until we all are gone.
Categories:
refitting, allegory, death, faith, loss,
Form: Dramatic Monologue