Ambush

Ambush

A Poem by Patrick McCombs

he long winding roads leading out to the sea
The sun peaking through the steely grey clouds
The dirt on the old roads have barely settled 
When the tanks moved through
The wildlife was gone
As tanks plowed through
Through the grassy fields 
Soldiers stumbled behind
Bloody and disoriented
Shots pierce the silence
For one single moment everything is still
As you see the soldiers rise from the fields like spirits from the grave
You see the long cold barrel of a gun pointed down at you
In an instant you see the spark
Then you hear the sound
Then you feel the hot steel ripping through your skin
You look down at the bloody stump that was once your leg
You realize you are on the ground
You see the same scene replayed all down the road
Then you feel the same pain again 
and again and again
Till you don't feel anymore

© 2013 Patrick McCombs


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Added on June 6, 2013
Last Updated on June 6, 2013