Thurman P. Woodfork

IWVPA Double Tap Award for War Poetry: November 23, 2004
Awarded: November 23, 2004

Lying here in pain and fear,
I hear the cautious steps grow near;
Half-blinded by the blood in my eyes,
I see a rifle muzzle rise.

Unable to speak, barely able to hear,
I gaze into eyes filled with fear,
And somehow, I’m not a bit surprised
To also see the hate in those eyes.

You killed my family, destroyed my home,
And now I lie here dying alone;
You claim you came to set me free,
Instead you’ve become the death of me.

You’re angry because I’ve killed and maimed;
If our roles were reversed, you’d do the same…
So pull the trigger and let me be,
Then carry on setting my people free.

This poem was written conjunction with the poem, “Compassion Begins… and Ends
©Copyright November 19, 2004 by Thurman P. Woodfork