A room full of wounded Muddy boot tracks across a tiled floor Rain plummets from the heavens Like tears their mothers forevermore I fight to save them Heal wounds and witness smile But fading heartbeats plague my dreams As brood upon anguish family's child Hospitals bursting with forlornness soldier’s naive optimism no longer shows Replaced by yearning for sufferings end wound that will never close scream echoes in distance The hysteria once charming young brother he ponders how white feather Chained him such horror Outside bloodshed rages on Every man either friend or foe My gauze strong enough hold despair Patient 808 is lugged inside red river flowing face losing colour “Medic quickly. He’s fast” Somebody’s son now only number eyes bear pain death Compassion love weapons torment me Wild screams ricochet through ears hauntingly Eternally bound misery.