Bear me brother
Bear me well
Bear me from this churning, bloody hell

carry me brother across your broad back
to escape the carnage of bullet, chemical and flack

your boots are heavy, clotted with mud
your uniform rain sodden, stained with blood
your rifle I can no longer see
across your shoulders you trudge with me

my head flops flaccidly I wake and sleep
or is it unconsciousness that takes me deep
away from pain and brutal surrounds
the crashing violence of artillery rounds 
the moans of others gashed, crushed and burned
the landscape blackened the ground turned

my noble saviour
my hero of a man
my rescuer of honour 
one who does what he can

as you bear me to safety out of harms way
will you release me to live again
or fight another day?