BERRY'S SACRIFICE

They said Berry died...
I don't know how to feel inside
We rode together for over 2 years
We shared stories and our lives

Berry wasn't anything special
To be honest, he was just like me
He was just a simple ordinary soldier
He believed in the land of the free

When things got bad he pushed me
Berry kept a lot of us alive
Yet, he said he wasn't a hero
He just wanted us all to survive

I carried his bloody body
I just wanted to get him back
I watched as Doc treated him
I saw all the wounds from the attack

It was Berry's third tour over here
Fighting in a cauldron of burning mess
Watching madmen kill half the populace
While we did our best to save the rest

I will miss my good friend Berry
Yet, I don't really have time to grieve
We are rolling again this morning
We have to chase down a few leads

Everyone is achingly quiet
The same thing is on all our minds
Maybe we will be like Berry
Shot down in our prime

We can't afford much time to think about it
There is still months left on our time
All we can do is watch each others back
Just like Berry once watched over mine.

© 2013 Eddie Phillips