Only Bleed the Good Fight
Lurking in private nests, spy with soft and silent steps
Tip toe with boots soaked wet, a disguised and violent threat
Skins cringe to every step, bones ache to a sacred capture
A beautiful mind takes action, avoiding the mental fracture
A Suspenseful rapture, inhale the soft air packing my chest
Enemies aware to suspect, no time for slacking nor rest
Japs seen in the flesh, ammunition was equipped and given
Nuclear bombs in vision, enough weapons to decease all living
Stomach ringing, feet fatigued as an ankle twists on roots
Mud tracks squish and squirm as I step with swampy boots
Organic yet satanic pollute, a running pause for silence
A chaos theory of strikes, I beg for no security sirens
Reaching a peak of light, in night I sight this figure
A soldier roaming over, whiskey wrapped around his fingers
Blistered iris infects the pupils, whistled fire blows so brutal
Loud echoes of whispered chats distract and roam futile
A burst of soldiers bust, Jap’s secure with a boulder’s thrust
Searching for Americans through circles of golden dust
No need to combust, their lips kiss the dirt with fear
Camouflage aides the disguise, and too silent to hear
Looking with caution to peer, heart beats a million vessels
Mouth of mud as they nestle, bodies to much to wrestle
Eye black erased with sweat, face paint smudged and wet
Emotions run and fret; A perfect time for a cigarette
To far to regret, slither in dirt trails with the hurt and pale
In control to prevail, a keen sense from the soul not to fail
Invade with a grenade, screaming as I tend to fade
Not a nerve that felt afraid, a direct hit I sent and prayed
As the dust bloomed a sky was ruined with a clouded mushroom
Enclosing the area with disgusting fumes, it’s us doomed
A distant view of disappointment, a survival was seen
With a livid intention to dispense of every American dream
Before I could react, an attack was planned to kill
Bullets fired from a pistol, hitting my partner Phil
I screamed with devils hatred, saving a soldier is sacred
My vision was blundered; my friend was dead and wasted
Killed the enemy faceless, a punch to the teeth and cheek
Made him bleed till death, my inner rage was released
We’ve failed to concur, innocence is lonely in heaven
Dear soldier, I cry ten tears a night, sometimes eleven
You remain in my heart, never apart, always in sight
I Think of you every night
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Only bleed the good fight
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