PJR2007

Bombs are flying people are dying my men fall back and im alone i run out of ammo i look in my sack but nothiing is there not even a bone My commander blows his whistle but its tooo late were hit by a missel I wake up dazed in no man land I look up to see my friends amazed That im missing both my hands they drag me back to my trench they wrap my hands to a wrench Quite confused with what i see i lookat them and think why me they tell me to fight using the wrench but all i want to do is stay in the trench i got a grip of myself and said what the heck I rush over the top high and mighty but i got shot in the neck my body was sent back to my folks they took me and put in the ground for thats where i stay