OZ

Smile tomorrow it's going to be worse-Murphy
I watched them as the battle closes,
'Midst the carnage and the din.
Seen their wounds like deadly roses,
Blooming crimson on their skin.
I've heard them coughing as they stumble,
Heard their moaning as they lie,
Heard frightened prayer turned to mumbles,
And final silence as they die.
Garnet Rogers, "One Bullet (Left For Me)"