Blood of my Brother
The Poem
A warrior lives with truths that few will ever know.
In the heat of battle facing violent foe.
For the time may come with tears from your mother,
When you must give all, ’Oh Blood of My Brother!
And this you have done, with all valor and might,
On an air assault mission with infill at night.
The following day when the bullets did fly,
"Let’s Give ‘em Hell”...was your battle cry,
‘Oh Blood of My Brother!
To America, so near, so dear and so far,
Remember this day for us it was hard.
And when you see the flag all tattered and torn,
Just remember the one's, who’ll never see their unborn.
‘Oh Blood of My Brother!
To Davis, our friend, our brother, our battle.
Forever and apocalypse horseman in saddle.
Forever you will live in our hearts and our souls.
Rest now with Jesus, no more fox holes.
‘Oh Blood of My Brother!
And to the enemy we’ll run with rage in our eyes,
‘Til we kill all we can, and spare not for their cries.
Then they will know these truths like no other,
We will avenge friend, and get Blood For Our Brother!
-Rainmaker 1&2
