Monday, August 1, 2011

Excerpt from Silent Stalker

Memories of a Fallen Soldier

As twilight emerges
From the brink of dawn
I sit here so silent
Humming an old war song.
My family is gone
And I am dead,
Pale and silent as the wind.
I sigh with empathy
And watch the people down below,
I wonder if I'll be in Heaven
Or Hell in years to come.
I still see the men falling
Hear the general's cry
And see the bullets whizzing through the air.
I taste the brittle bread
And taste the sweet water
But I long for tobacco to chew
I long for my family anew.

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