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of a trip taken in my sleep. I left behind reality, as I traveled into the deep. I appeared in a strange place, with no walls or sky. I had a sense within me, that I was here to say goodbye. Out of the mist appeared a legion, extending as far as I could see. Young men in every direction, At attention, their spirits free. I could not move from where I stood, taking in the awesome scene. I tried to get their attention, but by them I was not seen. As I gazed across the crowd, at what our nation made. My eyes came to a young sailor, whose light began to fade. He slowly disappeared from sight, fading into the gray. A sign of future things to be, but this the image of what day? As I pondered the meaning, of this strange twist of fate. Another vanished from his place, on his way to Heaven's gate? Faster and faster they vanished, each his destiny had to find. Each praying for his family, “I hope life will be kind.” It all came to a grinding halt, and my eyes were pulled to a man. I paused in sudden horror, I could not even stand. I saw myself in Corps uniform, standing proud and brave. Our eyes met no words were said, and I knew our lives we gave. He crisply turned and faced me, an understanding in his eyes. He saluted me and faded away, this was to be my said goodbye. Not to a friend or loved one, or the things I'll leave behind. But to my life that I'll sacrifice, for the good of all mankind. Less then half the men remained, as they fell to ground in tear. Surrounded by their families, they succumbed to their fears. The scene of these war-torn men, disappeared from my sight. As I appeared in a cemeteries', early morning light. Lines of flag-draped caskets, across the rolling hills. Each with an honor guard, to remember those who're killed. These were those departed, from the previous place. They freely gave their lives, for the good of the human race. I awoke the next morning, with an image burned in my soul. I saw myself and others, surrendered into a hole. I think this is my future, to be called to fight a war. I will have to go and fight, a battle at death's door. I fear not my dying, or what may lay beyond. I worry about my mother, after I am gone. I cannot change my destiny, or where my life will lead. I only hope to have the strength, when it comes time to bleed." |
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