Tears Of Ink

Another Poem from LCDR Roberto J. Prinselaar Titled simply Combat.

Combat

Roaring noises

Screaming voices

Metal flying

There and here

Eyes are burning

Guts are churning

Men are fighting

Full of fear

Guns are smoking

Lungs are choking

Through it all

Godawful smell

I hear crying

Men are dying

I'm alive

But I'm in hell


By LCDR Roberto J. Prinselaar

Submitted by Sarge