Comments about Derek Bissonette
Ride To Death
The water sloshes over the side of the boat
Around bombs land and bullets wiz over head
Nerves finally gets to the men and some vomit
The driver yells '15 minutes' as the boat grinds on
The men look uneasy, helmets on and rifles by their sides
A couple men kiss the cross around their necks
It's almost time. Everyone tenses up. Clicks and gears.
The door opens, and a blinding light extinguishes all life.