Grenades explode like close up fireworks, they tear your skin, leaving the scars forever more, leaving you terrified, in the eyes of you leaders and followers you see braveness, lion like pride, seeping into their body like a bottle of water, fighting an enemy ready to die for his country, you must be too, as the battle prolongs the rain of bullets block the sun, casting a dark shadow upon you, the noise of screams, sparks and ground thunder , deafen your ears, ensuring your disability, particles of glass smuggle your nose with only a smell of fear, which is most likely seeping inside you, you lift yourself no matter the disabilities, and you fire you gun like an air freshener, the battle is over, the disabilities gone, the proven attempt of braveness has succeeded, your lion like pride as soared, and you have proved, upmost respect from your country.