Thursday, April 14, 2016

Being Jim the soldier at war

No man's land stretching out in front of me.
Uncomfortable stretchers mounding up.
A rusty gun drenching me with sweat.
My heart bashing around in my chest.
The countdown booming through the air .
Soldiers praying that they were not here.
Fear developing in my throat .
 Juiceless food wedged between my teeth.
I wonder if a will make it out alive?

I wonder how long it will take to finish this horrific war?

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