I Can't Take it Anymore

July 2, 2008
By Amber Stanley, Newport News, VA

The excitement was exhilarating
Today was finally the day!
I was to be drafted,
The Communists would pay!

We left to the land of Vietnam
To do what was right
We were here to stop the insanity
We were here to fight!

I held a rifle in my hands
It felt so light and easy to hold,
I listened to my General’s commands
Knowing he knew what to do.

But the place smelled horrible
It made me want to throw up,
This was all deplorable,
I thought that I would die.

A battle had begun,
It was easy to tell
I heard the shot of a gun
And I was surely in Hell.

They were killing and shooting
And murdering and doing
Everything they could
To keep themselves alive.

The bodies began to hit the floor
The screaming, the yelling,
It was horrifying, just make it stop!

I didn’t want to be there
No, not anymore
Because this place wasn’t worth it
What was this all for?

Just kill me, kill me now!
Get it over with fast
Because I can’t handle this torture
I can’t be the last!

They continued to fall,
Dying a slow, painful death…
They were all coming close
To dying of the Reaper’s breath.

It pulled itself upon them,
I didn’t know what to do
It was far worse then Hell
That I knew was true.

No longer could I stand it,
I crouched down and cried
I didn’t want to be here anymore
All of my comrades died.

What was I thinking?
Entering this war…
I can’t wait until two years is over
For now, I don’t know what I’m fighting for.

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on Nov. 23 2011 at 6:01 pm
hedwigy13 PLATINUM, Piscataway, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"Only in the dictionary does success come before work." -unknown

really well written! I love the message and the emotion you convey, all while rhyming


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