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Click hereWar Diaries
Day Two
I hate not having a alarm clock
A low whistling sound comes over the tent
"What the hell is that"?
"Everybody down" someone shouts
A bang flips a vehicle just outside the tent
it tumbles over in flames
My brain wants to move
But my body just stays locked to the floor
"Lets get out of here" shouts a fellow soldier
Three follow him
Another bang and a flash
So close I feel the heat
Finally my legs want to run
I get outside the tent
That nineteen year old kid I had dinner with last night
Is laying on the ground
His eye's wide open with shock
His legs ten feet away from the rest of him.
i mentioned this submission in the New Poem Review thread in the Poetry Forum. please feel free to come along and join in with other poets. the 50% temp rating here is so that it does not affect other temp ratings that follow. - wildsweetone