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Date Posted: 12:07:44 03/05/03 Wed
Author: Digits
Author Host/IP: NoHost / 207.160.227.8
Subject: My Fate?

My words come from within,
as they flow from my pen,
it's the only outlet for my cogitations,
these words are buried deep in my being,
this is an excavation,
one year from now I could be a soldier,
in a war between two nations,
on the battlefield, trying to deal with fears and my frustrations,
slaying humans like I'm pest control,
and they're infestations,
pinned down in a trench with five men I've never met,
body covered in desert camouflage and a salty sweat,
each time I poke my head up,
it's like Russian roulette,
bullets wiz by my head,
I drop back down and catch my breath,
no more Americans shouting and causing death,
I look into my mens eyes,
we realize we're all that's left,
we each peak up slowly and see all the hurt and dead,
the man beside me dies,
as a bullet meets his head,
I pull out my wife's picture and remember what she said,
"Come back alive; I love you please don't die."
Then she started crying and kissed me good bye.
A tear rolls from my eye,
as I remember my reply,
"I love you too baby, and I know I'll stay alive."
I wipe away my tear and my eyes turn determined,
I nod to my men and say,
"We won't let ourselves be extermined like harmless vermin."
We each run out of the trench ,
shouting and firing our M-16s,
I feel bullets hit my chest,
and I fall to my knees,
I fall backwards and lie on my back,
I look at my body and see my bullet holes bleed,
my lungs stuggle to help me breathe,
my body starts shaking and my chest starts to heave,
my vision turns cloudy,
as the enemy surrounds me,
a captain walks up his eyes are hard,
and his skin is dark,
he wears a wrist band on his arm,
and on his neck hangs a charm,
I think to myself, "This is it. My journey to God is about to start."
The captain pulls out his pistol and puts a bullet through my heart,
my soul rises to the sky as my body bleeds and dies,
this story of my death has come to an end,
and when you die,
you'll meet me in heaven,
I'll be the man cloaked in a soldier's uniform,
with a folded flag in my left hand,
while my right shakes hands with a dark skinned man,
and you'll see his eyes are hard and he's wearing a wrist band.

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