YOUR MEDAL

Your medal... yes the "Scar"
tells me that you're one
who fought in lands afar
until your war was done

But it's not really done, is it?
You still live it ev'ry night
It's like an epileptic fit
that I can't help you fight.

But I am your mate, my friend;
and I'll be always at your side
until the dreadful nightmares end
and into death's sweet sleep you slide!

©Copyright October 18, 2005 by Anthony W. Pahl