Source:
Adults
Author:
Mark Anthony Jackson
Title:
Holloween Combat On the Objective: Extraction
Stuck in the shit now My ears are burning So much fire and metal in the air Deafened At attention, the sound of a bullet ripping into flesh Sounds so deliberate Masked with the breath of combat Only a dream... a nightmare That loud, masculine scream reverberating off the building beside me My gunner is down Here beside me he has fallen down But shall he fall? No time to think Engage enemy forces and protect hostages at all costs So, they are more important than us Melts the pit of my stomach Down into the abyss Only this moment… This is all there is We sit in colliding bubbles Restless and insane Needing something Searching for something And always wanting more Blameless forever And stuck in our ways
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