Written in Blood
Standing at the
gates of death
Awaiting my turn
for judgment
The book filled
with thousands of pages
A few names
engraved crimson red
I asked around and
wondered why
Some names had no
coloring
The gatekeeper
pondered on how to answer
What you do is how
you are engraved
Still in uniform
with the lethal wound
Looking down on my
friends and family
I snuck a peek and
saw my name
Etched in red so
everyone could read
Tears well up
within my eyes
As the explanation
began
You see you were
killed in action
Your name is
Written in Blood
You have a special
place within the gates
A brotherhood of
perfect strangers
Brought together in
life and death
Welcome Home
Solider you are loved
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