The Blanket

A heavy blanket thrown over me
I flail, I toss, I wail and cry
But the blanket consumes and holds my calls "Mother! My dearest mother!" I scream in tormenting dreams Yet no one responds, other than the bombs who snicker "Safe sleeping, soldier sucker!"
Safe sleeping is all I long to hold
Safe sleeping with my friends and family to hold Though, in life will this sleeping be?
Or under this blanket consuming me?
Consuming my life, my dreams, my world
My friends, my friends! Listen to me
You won't hold glory or courage or pride You won't hold lives, or mothers or brothers, You will hold nothing, believe in me Nothing you will hold, you will die

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