I am haplessly entrenched near a road, <br />Bogged down by the war's heavy load. <br />Then as I view the skirmish ahead, <br />My mind is overcome with a dread. <br /> <br />I can not envision what lies beyond, <br />That curve, that field, that placid pond. <br />Will I encounter bloodshed, captivity and tears, <br />Or will I overcome my deeply rooted fears? <br /> <br />Will I feel pain and anxiety within my frame, <br />Or charge with a vengeance leading to fame? <br />I grit my teeth, knit my brow and groan, <br />When suddenly I realize I was not alone. <br /> <br />There beside me was a fearless friend, <br />A friend on whom I can trust and depend, <br />To lead me into battle whatever betides, <br />I smile with confidence and then follow him - my guide.<br /><br />Joseph T. Renaldi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-combat-friend/
