MY FELLOW COMRADE

My fellow comrade do not mourn what might befall,
be thankful that you recognized a kindred soul;
thankful we were able to lift each other up,
prior to drinking from the awful mission cup.
Who knows what end awaits, what horrors will unfold.
We must face our fears and obey our orders bold,
unleash hell and pray not for us the bell does toll.

©Copyright September 10, 2001 by Richard J. O'Brien