The Bridge

Kristen Bernard

Sounds of aircraft roar above my head
Gunshots ambushing me from 360 degrees
I lay motionless, in a pit of dust
With my faint heartbeat, I hear Helicopters circling
The dust comes alive
Creating a tornado of anger
Engulfing my body

I was not afraid anymore
Peace fell upon my soul
But my mind was filled with sorrow
I knew the pain that I would cause.

To my mom and dad,
 I thank you.
Thank you for the courage you have given me.
To my blood brothers and sisters,
I love you.
Do not lose sleep
Cherish those photos of us smiling together
To my brothers who had my back,
It’s not your fault.
Be at ease.
For everyone,
We bare that flag of freedom.
Freedom is not free.