The acid night was like any other, a twisted tale of déjà vu
Blurring angst of the pouring rain, in darkness that bore through
A concoction of questions and riddles that fueled my crystalline doubt
Each step a little slow, every breath laboured as I moved about
The melancholy of the angry rain seeped through in subtle fury
My fate lay in oblivion with the dreary landscape and its morbid story
Every sound roared as thunder, every quiver let a serpent of fear flow
Thoughts of bitter loneliness in a vague nightmare crept through slow
In the din of impending danger my thoughts froze, profound and fearful
The training of ages past slipped my grasp in eluding shadows sad and woeful
“Enemy ahead” – the words from the first scout caught my senses in a frenzy
Death, doubt, fears clouded my being as every muscle twitched in misery
“Where was I-the enemy or the comrade?” - left me in a dark lonely hole
Click! Weapon readied, eager eyes scanned as every curve bore my soul
The darkness within and without engulfed the scene in an eerie silence
Was I blind, afraid or cautious, I could not perceive in absolute violence
The rain still poured its woes on mother earth’s belly
The fear still jiggled my senses like evil jelly
The darkness still merged every shadow in a macabre spell
Weaving a tapestry of dilemma and blindness in a silent well
Utter nakedness stripped me of my deepest fears
Helpless, immobile - the soul let out a crippled tear
Momentary lapse of tactics in a starless sky
Temporary grasp of fearful agony in a two faced die
I couldn't run – the image of a leader haunted me
I couldn't act thoughts of losing a comrade let things be
Surprise my only armour was withered and dying
As streaks of mauve sent a blush into the purple sky
The dawn would soon make a sojourn of joy
Yet steal the purpose and density of a plan so coy
In utter arrogance I moved towards the enemy within
Crawled, crouched and slithered to commit sin
Blood shot eyes over hung laboured breath
As muscle made way through cover in stealth
In a matter of time I moved in towards the house
As fear and impending danger in my soul arose
Kaboom! Followed by a blitzkrieg of flying lead came my way
With cruel intentions to make that my last ugly day
Yet providence in all sincerity saw me to safety’s home
And pulled me out of the guerrilla's impressive kill zone
In sheer panic I squeezed my fearful grasp
Just to let out bullets like a hungry wasp
In chaos they found their destined mark
And left me standing unscathed, tall and dark
In a moment of sheer blunder and terror
I saw my foe fall to death for one untimely error
As fate would play its cards, I stood there a hero
Only I knew how close I was to ground zero
First blood – first tryst with death on an oft walked track
Death meets valour, as they call me the hero of the pack
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