War Wounds
© Justin Hulsey
The smell of blood is all around
The bullets fly through the air
Hundreds of bodies hit the ground
The sight is too much to bear
Crimson blood leaks from my arm
My lungs are filled with dust
I can’t fight or flee from harm
My senses betray my trust
The shots still ring inside my head
The blood still haunts my dreams
For this country I have bled
War is as it seems