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Whirling of blades, clouds of dust Screaming, suffering, litters of men Crimson covered deck Water of red flushing Rinsing away the horrors of man His uniform is ***** and wreaks Dirt that isn’t dirt He stumbles into the showers Dazed in a trance, shock Dropping his rifle, pistol falling to the ground Standing under the cold rain Dust and dirt, wash away Water of crimson Mud that isn’t mud Guilt so heavy, he cannot breathe Death all around him, Yet he lives Why? Brothers and sisters, gone Yet he remains, why? Guilt overwhelming Pain, searing pain. Yet he lives. Unworthy, full of guilt Crumped in the shower Unworthy He weeps for the fallen
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Feb 4, 2025
Feb 4, 2025 at 3:02 PM UTC
For the Fallen (1991)
Whirling of blades, clouds of dust Screaming, suffering, litters of men Crimson covered deck Water of red flushing Rinsing away the horrors of man His uniform is ***** and wreaks Dirt that isn’t dirt He stumbles into the showers Dazed in a trance, shock Dropping his rifle, pistol falling to the ground Standing under the cold rain Dust and dirt, wash away Water of crimson Mud that isn’t mud Guilt so heavy, he cannot breathe Death all around him, Yet he lives Why? Brothers and sisters, gone Yet he remains, why? Guilt overwhelming Pain, searing pain. Yet he lives. Unworthy, full of guilt Crumped in the shower Unworthy He weeps for the fallen
Written as a cathartic outlet - therapy. Operation Desert Storm - Battle of al-Khafji
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Feb 4, 2025
Feb 4, 2025 at 3:02 PM UTC
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