On Patrol

Ternic73

 

An eerie calm among the men

Equipment and rifles checked on patrol again

Out the gate, and down the road

Praying to God, no IEDs explode

Another patrol in a place we shouldn’t be

We fight so this countries people can be free

Bullets ricochet off the truck like hitting a tin can

Soldiers run and hit the sands

Machine guns fire with a loud and angry roar

Weapons keep firing more and more

Air support firing from over head

Loud explosions vibrate the ground

There is too much bloodshed

An eerie calm on the battlefield

So much destruction and death my eyes I shield

Equipment and rifles check, time to reload

Walk down the road, back on patrol

  • Author: Ternic73 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 8th, 2016 14:20
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    Thanks TERESA ~ A day in the life of a Patrol on active duty. WE need to pray for them 24/7. I will let you know how the November 11 Poetry reading goes. Every BLESSING ~ Have you voted yet ? Please check my POEMS ~ Thanks HUGS ~ BRIAN

    • Ternic73

      Thank you Brian I worried about that reading even though I know it will be fine

    • Christina8

      Wonderful poem! Thank god for those on active duty protecting us. Thanks for sharing!

      • Ternic73

        Thank you Chrissy

      • Augustus

        It is hard to think of anything more harrying then to be on patrol in a foreign land where you are apt to be attacked at any moment. Thanks.



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