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Cory Apr 2018
Bury the caskets, Forever we rot
Just don't sleep so easy,for justice is sought.
We fed and we helped you,
we crawled in the dirt.
So why is it now, I have blood on my shirt?

You are betrayal in all of it's forms
You are the reason we sleep with the worms

I pack up my things and I head for the road
Confession of death, in a breath it is sowed.
The force is impressive, dread rings in my ears.
Why must this befall me?
My greatest of fears.

The shadow of night reaches over my face.
Despite of my training I'm quite the disgrace.
Shredded forever a cut that won't heal.
I'm tasting the cold bitter bite of the steel.

Cursed souls are condemned those you opted to take.
A terrible boom and the ground starts to shake.
I lie in my grave, try it out for a bit.
The anger subsides with some help from my kit.

Desolate hope being entranced by the fire.
Now fallen to ashes too scourched to inspire.
My friends are now dead because of your lies.
Without even a chance to tell them goodbye.

The love that we had
The joy that we shared
The wings of an angel
Forever ensnared
A sad poem I wrote about the day my friend s were killed in an ied blast in Baghdad.

— The End —