Sacrament of the sick
A cross was placed on my squad leader's head
I prayed with all my might
I wouldn’t get a cross or belly of lead tonight
So I …..
Took stock of what I had
Counted the ammo around my neck
Counted the grenades for each hand
Prayed I’d send some Nazis to their motherland
To my left and to my right
I laid prone and took sight
I inhaled and held my breath
And filled my enemy with lead
I belly-crawled thru the dead
No time to be sick or sad
If I was to live
I had to give it all I had
All around me laid the dead
As my eyes adjusted to the smoke
I looked down
To see my uniform was blood-soaked
This day ended and I survived
In the snap of fingers 40 years went by
War is hell this is true
Wait until you see what another man can do….
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Sacrament of the Sick
By Kimberly Green
