Rhodsesia 1976
Rhodesia 1976
Wasted and wounded and laid on the ground
Empty brass ammo cases lie all around
Four of us faced the foe in this action, alive
Please god I’m not the only one to survive
All is quite we won this round
Still, I lie here on the ground
I have tried my wounds to tend
I’m dazed, and trying to comprehend
Helicopter blades above whizz and thump
Boots on the ground, I hear them jump
A voice overhead says†your OK my friendâ€
As into unconscious, I do descend
Now I lie in a clean hospital bed
I do not know for me what lies ahead
These words are not wrote for me
These are for the absentee