Recovery

Upon the line you signed your name Then with noble thought and purposeful tread You thought to give the cause your strength But taken were blood and leg instead The wounded heart with fevered brow Pitches in pain the whole day through While others continue to sign that line Without so much as a regard for you The silent message you've become Words of warning left unspoken That more than soldiers are at stake And much more than bones shall be broken So, lucky, mend you back your skin Recuperate from the cut of steel While nurses tend to hurts gone deeper With words for wounds that will never heal.