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Sunday, February 27, 2005
Blood ......."We all prayed he would be Dead." A poem by a US Army Medico in Honour of her "warriors"
Blood it was a trail from the ICU to Recovery Room to OR
Life force there on the floor life force going going gone
The beginning of the pain, suffering and endless ebb
We all prayed he would be dead
But his brain was well alive
Parents came they wanted him to survive
Shredded arms and legs only a trunk remained
A child strapped with bombs he grabbed
It was over in an instant
He saved lives and nothing of him survives
How many died in vain
Politicians, Civilians are insane
I look, smell listen and know
Everyday we meet the buses
Not enough stretchers
Not enough Not enough Not enough
Go Warrior to your grave
I know the sacrifice you made
I will not forget you
I will fight along side of you
My love for all is great
My heart is filled with hate
I do not forget
I do not regret
Passionate am I
Burned in my heart and Soul are you
Warriors this Army nurse remembers you
With love and endurance
Cpt Mac
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