The explosion, loud as thunder,
Buzzing in my ears.
There he lay, my comrade
Crushed like an insect.
Blood spurting in a fountain,
Rushed to the infirmary
Gasping, a fish out of water.
His arm, removed. Screams.
Days, a ghost he resembles.
Infection like ink, spreading quickly.
Death, like thousands of others.
My brother
