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Mary Elizabeth Apr 2014
I know fear

The kind that boils in your gut

The kind that rages like a mutt

The kind that staples your lips shut



When your brother calls and says that the jump didn't go well

That a 35 mile per hour gust plummeted into him 'til he fell

82nd Airborne Paratrooper landed ******* the dirt

He'll never admit to how badly he's hurt

But I've known him eighteen years and my stomach dropped

When he told me his chute drug him a quarter mile before it stopped

Unconsciousness took over immediately upon impact

Blacked out while being pulled, his face scraped the ground in contact

Rushed to the Medic by a battle buddy

And I understand fear

The kind that turns thoughts muddy

Fear that grips

Fear that quakes

Fear that trembles through me as my whole world shakes

I know fear

But I also know

The strength of a soldier

And his duty to 'go'.
God bless our troops.

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