Memento

I heard the birds chirping. 

I heard the heavy popping of the machine guns. 

I heard the screams of my comrades.

I heard the cries of the enemy. 

I remember the blue skies. 

I remember the sight of empty cases flying. 

I remember the fear in their faces.

I remember the anger in their eyes. 

I felt the warm breeze on my skin.

I felt the weight of the souls I took with me.

I felt the bodies hit mine as they fell under the strafing. 

I felt their bullets tear through me. 

Please don't forget.

Remember those that fell.