Pandemonium Pt. 3

by Kik   Jun 18, 2008


This soldier was now in a coma,
Now back overseas,
Hometown in Oklahoma,
Daily visits from his family,
Not to talk to him of course,
But to just smell his aroma,
He held on with an inch of his life,
This battle was more than a strife,
He shouldn't have held up his instructor,
Or threatened him with that knife,
Ericka went to his room daily,
Crying and pacing,
Wanting to see her father again,
Since her mom passed away,
Her father was her only friend,
For now she stayed with her grandparents,
Waiting for her father to get back on his feet,
Doctor says that might not happen,
But they will give him a week,
Ericka did not want to speak,
Whined her days away,
Like her father did before he left for service,
Five days went by and there was no progress,
The doctor's attempts were not a success,
Whole situation was just a mess,
Sending all involved into full distress,
So then it came to day six,
The flaws seemed unfixable,
The soldier can't even get his conscious,
Not even breathing on his own,
Parents thought they heard him moan,
That might have been their imagination,
Because,
Due to the harsh actions of the nation,
Our soldier ended up passing away,
Daughter dear Ericka didn't know what to say,
Didn't get her last words in,
To her beloved father,
And her best friend...

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