| QUOTE (Teriodin @ 24-Aug-2008, 04:36 PM) | The shells shatter.
The bombs blast.
Amidst fierce fighting,
His body lies burst and battered.
Screaming and squirming.
Keening “Kill me! Kill me!”
Pleading in pain.
We discuss. We debate.
Helpless and hopeless.
Time ticks so slowly.
His eyelids spring open.
Tears trickle through dirt and dust.
Fear stares out from dark depths.
He works to whisper one word:
“Mother…”
then all life leaves him.
We shut his sightless eyes.
Horrified and haunted forever… |
I envy many experiences in life. This one I don’t. It leaves me with only one question, which is why? I guess there is just no “up side” to the end, except to be free of the pain.
Sorry you had to go through that,
JC
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We’re all poets, only some of us write it down. JC 9/27/08
Anyone who has the courage to disagree, deserves all do respect. JC 4/28/08
Life is a loosing battle, so you might as well live it up.
J.C. 3/29/08
Life should be like skiing, you have the most fun on the way down. J.C. 8/17/07
Take their word for it, and that’s just what you’ll get.
J.C. 3/19/07
Only the truth is worth the ultimate sacrifice.
J.C. 1/26/06
Compared to the far right, the far left is somewhere in the middle. J.C. 2/22/06
I’ll be the first to apologies, as long as I get one back.
J.C. 3/7/06
It’s a happy man, who can laugh at himself.
If you’re looking for a new experience, don’t hire someone with a lot of it. J.C. sometime in 1990
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In The Midst Of Fierce Fighting, written after my experiences in war...
Oh Teriodin, those words are verra moving..... 
