Proud was I
Proud was I, , my record pure
No one left without a cure
They brought you in all covered in crimson
an airbag gone, one branch missin
Worked to save you could it be done?
Maybe, I wasn't the one
Given the task left before me
Time will tell, all will see
Qualifications shaky to say the least
Why was I sent here, Here in the East
Wrong fluids, Equipment not much at hand
Why did God send me this very brave man
You should have gone quickly, but you fought it like hell
I stayed there beside you and waited a spell
Were You from Kansas, New York or Saint Paul
Here to the job of protecting us all
Your spirit stays with me, my thoughts never wane
I see this young soldier all broken in pain
Guilt travels with me, for I'm surely to blame
And I didn't even know your name
J Casey 1996
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what a powerful poem/story, thanks for sharing it with us.