Good Pals, Comrades, Brethren

We were warriors

Once, and true


But one day

My friend broke down, crying

And as I had to fight his war

As well as my own

I struck him hard
Across the face

And screamed at him
“Get up and live!”


He walked out, smiling,

Into the bullets

And then I was alone.


About dcduell

Failed musician. Trying to write for TV. Never sure quite where I'm headed. Serial un-funnyman. I used to do a lot of writing. Sometimes I still do. So I decided to put it on the internet. I'm on Facebook and Twitter. Pretty active on the former, not so much on the latter. Holler at me.
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