FOUR CARRIED ONE
Its just like it happen yesterday.
We four had to carry one.
One at a time.
Because the medevac zone.
Was so small.
The wounded first.
To try and save a life.
The dead, we placed aside.
We were so busy.
We did not notice.
How tired we were.
That we had made 4 trips.
Of FOUR CARRIED ONE.
Was I dreaming?
It was just like it.
Happened yesterday.
FOUR CARRIED ONE.
~ Ricardo
This poem is about:
Me
My country