I witnessed first hand… <br />The look he had in his failing eyes as life slipped away without a sound <br />Acknowledging that death had not only knocked twice but also rang the bell <br />My ears concentrating on the sounds of war not death <br />The gushing hollow wound in his chest stealing his last deep breaths <br />His body paralyzed and having been brought to rest <br />By a loud voiced bullet’s violent resolve <br />Afraid and silently praying for God to spare him <br />His cold hands grabbing for earth as his spirit warmed and readied for flight <br />Just another soul passing into the light <br />As the large guns fire again and again <br />Awaiting further command… <br /> <br />War may be hell, but heaven is crowded with soldiers just like him… <br /> <br />2007 © T Sheridan<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-name-of-god-and-country/
