Bullets Fly

Bullets fly

Explosions, all too familiar, sound off nearby

The color of war paints my mind

Rivers of red run deep, no end in sight

Gun in my hand

I’m prepared to fight.

To be honest,

I’d rather be in my own bed tonight.

I don’t do this for me

Instead, I wish for you to be free.

Panic floods my veins

These mental images inflict on me pain

I pull the gun to my shoulder

My brother loses the chance to grow older.

Tears stream down my face

How I wish to be free of this place.

I lift my head once more

Confidence and pride fill my core.

I raise up and let bullets fly

Reality makes me open my eyes.

I’m no longer trapped inside of my head

Rather, I’m laying in bed filled with dread

Sweat pours down my brow

My wife gives me comfort somehow.

The price you pay for freedom and pride

Memories remain of when bullets fly.

Today, I want to express my deepest and most sincere gratitudes toward our Veterans. I am so incredibly thankful to each and every single one of you for your service to this country. On days like this, you may not experience an outpouring of gratitude and for that, I’m sorry. You gave of your life, your freedom, and your time to make sure that we, at home, would be safe. Our indebtedness could never be summed up in words.

Thank you.

You are loved.

You are valued.

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