Laying on the ground,
the soldier gargles red water .
The men stare in fright
hoping he will make it through the night.

One man holding his head,
another with a canteen in hand.

As blood trickles down
from the hole in his chest
to the stretcher,
the soldier gasps for air.

….his heart stops.


Three tear drops hit his body,
as the soldiers weep for the man they just lost.

The soldiers lay bamboo leaves acrossed him.
The wind wisps around the motionless body.
His love and courage will always be remembered
Now people chant…
He was a hero, he is a hero, he will always be a hero.