Firefight

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: War and Military  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 03, 2016

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Firefight
BY River Dawson Copyright 2016
 
Casings all around us
Lying on the ground
We saw the face of terror
Little time for us to be found
 
The gpmg rattled
A really deadly tool,
Pissing on the barrel
To try and keep her cool
 
The enemy around us
Suffered many dead
Belt fed ammo raining
Hellfire on their heads.
 
Running out of ammo
Running out of hope
I heard the chopper coming
And threw a can of bright red smoke
 
I ordered the lads on the chopper
Then went back for my dead mate
Carrying him on my shoulders
I couldn't change his fate
 
The smell of smoke and cordite
Was burning in my eyes
At least that's what I told the lads
When they thought the saw me cry.
 
The whomp whomp of the rotors
Taking us from the shit
A stray round to the helo
The door gunner was hit
 
I got hold of the fifty cal
Laying rounds down on the ground
Keeping the enemy back in the trees
Absolution never found.


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