Childhood Memory

I’m now in my olden days

And reminisce on the young.

I see my face in every stake

And wonder where I’ve come.

I’m here to tell ya my good ole’ story

So sit down and have some fun

We’re going to go deep

in the years

From which I hailed from.

Don’t raise your voice

Or break my speech

So let’s get started ahem

and without adieu

I portray my story

Here, on to you.

It’s about a memory deep inside my head

I repressed many years ago.

It’s flooding back all of a sudden now

With my recent duty tour.

I was six or seven on a warm summer evenin’

When I decided to go on a trek,

I snuck out of my own safe home

And found myself in a wreck.

Between whirling wasps and pestering bugs

I couldn’t stand the infinite heat.

It drove me crazy as I ran in fright,

Very far away from my street.

I ran until I could run no more

And threw myself on the ground,

Panting and shaking I searched for a sight

But not anything was to be found.

I saw nothing but objects and could hear faint whispers

Impaling me further into the earth,

I tried to stand up and collect my thoughts,

And force myself to stand firm.

None of it worked, as I crumpled in defeat,

With my life nearly following short,

But all of a sudden, I raised a sense of courage,

And forced my panic mode to abort.

It’s the soldier in me that defines me thee

And thus it can define you,

I ventured forth into the wilderness,

To find a path to pursue.

I came across a magnificent lake,

With the water rippling back n’ forth,

Complete tranquility and a sense of prosperity,

I took a step for what it’s worth.

And even faster than light,

Came a grizzly fright,

That shook the trees and scared the crows.

Frightened by me, or me by it,

I didn’t stick around to know.

I got up and ran north but south-west

With a wild beast following closely behind.

I found a clearing and a gunshot whirled

And the villain fell to its hind.

I looked up at the sky

With not a thought in my head,

Other than thinking of how I’m not dead.

I cried out in despair, “Oh I hate it here!”

And lay in silence…absolute silence…

I woke to a face I recognized much,

‘Twas my father smiling in cheer.

My eyes glanced around to every corner of the room,

And I realized there was no fear.

Safe and sound in my own safe home,

I rejoiced the absence of doom.

I’m thankful to be here, and not out there,

For I don’t know what I’d do.

‘Tis the story of a battle I’ve faced twice in my life,

And one I hope you never get to see.

For the battlefields and destroyed cities

Are enough to frighten me.

I wish for an end 
To this ongoing plight,

For if one doesn’t come, 
You should fear for your life.