The Wounded Soldier
Open your eyes to a new world
unbearable pain throbbing through out yr body
blink compulsively
adjusting to the bright lighting
Moans on both sides
“fucking cut it off, stop the pain!”
Screams across—throughout—the entire room
A flashback
As you duck in the trench
the roaring sound of a plane overhead
down comes food—the initial thought
landing it blows
body parts splash onto your body
as you are thrown like a ragdoll
lying helplessly
the world goes dark
a face appears above you blocking the
god
awful lights
a touch to your cheek
releasing the throbs momentarily
“You survived, you’re gonna make it,”
and with that
the lights over head
don’t bother you anymore
the throbbing goes
the screams and moans quiet
this is a new world
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