leisha armstrong - A dying Soldier

As I gasp for breath,
and realize,
I've been hit,
It's my time to die.

I crawl and heave,
and try to run,
In the passing rays,
of the setting sun.

My arm is wounded,
my leg is broken,
blood is everywhere,
my clothes are soaken.

I try to stand,
but start to fall,
I hear my leaders,
retreating call.

The gun fires stop,
as quickly as they came,
I just want it to end,
the burning pain.

My men, my friends,
I start to cry,
They left me here,
alone to die.

I wander home,
where my song is sung,
I know they'll greive,
for I died to young.

But I'll be here,
For in heaven lays,
the rising sun,
and the new sun rays.

leisha armstrong

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