Casualty Of War (Sad/ Political) Poem by Poet of the River

loss of life,
grief, and strife.
War and violence,
now just silence.
We fight no more,
their are bodies lying on the floor.
And as You lye on the ground,
Your heart slows its pound.
Your back feels wet,
you know you are hurt,
You are paying off your debt.
As your life seeps into the dirt.
You fought to save the day,
now your vision fades away.
Now your soul leaves for heaven,
As the bombs are bursting loud.
I pray for you dear Kevin,
And I want you to know I am proud.


In honor of my dearly departed veteran friend.