Impelled by the IED under his wheels
Chuck rose, defying gravity.
He looked quite peaceful leaving the Jeep
Much of his body remained in one piece.
Oh shit! This is very bad,
Snaking from my upturned Humvee
Moving to him. What a fucking stupid move!
I’ll just go there, put him together.
My life was not erased in that roadside incident.
Chuck’s body parts sent home.
We survivors huddled, scared, mourning the loss.
Now we will not die in vain.
Our job is retaking Ramallah
The natives are not friendly.
No safety here, but we remember Chuck,
And we will not die in vain.
These people are crazy, killing each other
Over a 1,500 year old disagreement.
Saving people who want us dead sucks.
Chuck is our cause.
How long will we fight for Chuck?
Is our belief strong enough to sustain us?
Can we fight forever for a lost comrade?
Who, then, are the crazies?
At least we are not Vietnam vets,
Apologizing for our mission.
We are lauded, eulogized, elegized.
Stay, they will pronounce us brave.
Applauding our efforts beats sharing them.
Everyone wants us gone, everyone but the Decider.
Who extols the painful road to democracy.
Surely Chuck did not die in vain.
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