Things I Have Bled For Poem by Jason Stump

I have bled for few things in my life,

probably fewer things than I should have,

but I bled once for you,

per-fuse and without regret.

I bled on your driveway as he drove off,

but ill be God damned if I'll ever let a man

make you feel less than amazing.

I bled once for pride,

I'm ashamed and I should have turned the other cheek.

I could have walked away because he dared me,

but I confused egotism with bravery.

Yeah I lost the battle but I learned to take a mean left hook,

and I may talk with a slur

but that's just because my jaw's been broke.

I think it was Hemingway that said 'many are strong in the broken places.'

I bled one last time

in the name of God, and country,

there is allot to be said when the bullets hit the pavement.

The pop's turn into whizzes

I bled that day, many of us did.

I have bled for love, pride, and sheer stupidity

I may not have bled as much as some

but I have bled my share

and I don't regret a single dropp I've dripped.

Not for you, not for me, and not for them.