Benjamin Black

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Have I really left?
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Awakening to meet this very day
Emotions uncontrolable, searching for words to say
To offer you some type of support
we can try to delay, but in the end I must report
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Have I Really Left?

Have I really left?





The call that cannot be denied

For the soldier’s courage to be verified

Time to leave the life he has come to adore

To carry on the footsteps of those who’ve come before



Now he places his boots onto unknown land

For this is his calling, maybe even his last stand

Along with his brothers in arms

They walk fearlessly to seek men who cause others harm



Decisively they roam the streets

Constantly worn down by the desert’s heat

Suddenly startled by an all too familiar sound

All at once their hearts begin to pound



The distractions of the city begin to subside

As their training is to what they choose to confide

The bullets begin to fall like rain

Hell has brought is fury, and is choosing to remain



Time has done all but stand still

They hunker for cover, observing through a broken window sill

The enemy continues their bloodthirsty assault

Finally they are tiring, beginning to show fault



The tide slowly begins to turn

As hot shell casing hit their skin, leaving a lasting burn

With the enemy within his sight

The soldier is humbled by taking his life



He cannot allow sorrow to be felt

As he fires more rounds from his 240’s belt

Empty cartridges lay scattered across the ground

While the enemy’s bodies lay lifeless all around



The fog of war is so ever present

He thinks will ending a man’s life, will I ever resent?

Slowly the background begins to blacken

While he is left awestruck by what all has happened



Eventually his eyes begin to open

As he hears his wife’s word so softly spoken

In his bed, drenched in sweat

He is angered from remembering what he vowed to forget



He rises to his feet to look out the window

Staring aimlessly into the dark, his thoughts held in limbo



Slowly he returns to his slumber

With the re-occurrence of visions, he begins to wonder

Will his innocence always fall victim of a theft

Again asking himself, have I really left?



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