Private Malone

Private Malone




He faced the danger.
He put his life on the line.
He was shot and brought down.
Within the face of danger he pushed on through.
He persisted they could win.
They all doubted his words.
He continued on even when they abandoned him.
Left all alone in this hell.
He took up arms and defended his country till he fell.

Private Malone is always on his own.
Sitting in his rocking chair he stares out of his window and realizes that no one cares.
That private Malone is all alone.

Risking his life in the heat of battle.
One by one his enemies fall.
Shooting them down like nothing at all.
Risking his life in the heat of battle.

He becomes surrounded by the enemy.
He orders his squad to retreat but all fails.
He tells them to go that he'll take them on to save his comrades.
They all obliged cowering from the truth that private Malone was going to die.

Private Malone is always on his own.
Sitting in his rocking chair he stares out of his window and realizes that no one cares.
That private Malone is all alone.

He charges at the enemy he fires into the night.
The trumpets sounding as the bullets pierce through his body.
The infantry division comes out of hiding and rescue the wounded Malone.
He says it's just a flesh wound and he picks up his gun and fights till the very end.

The infantry division follow and attack the base.
The enemy was ready.
The attack failed but private Malone still insisted they could win.
They fled leaving again poor private Malone all by himself.
He realizes he is the only one who could do this to save his family and friends.

He runs into bullets like fireflies.
The bombs raining down from the heavens.
Around Malone ashes fall like snow.

Private Malone is always on his own.
Sitting in his rocking chair he stares out of his window and realizes that no one cares.
That private Malone is all alone.

He fires his gun as bullets pierce his body.
he runs into the battle and slaughters as many as possible.
The enemy shooting their cannons.
Stabbing his heart.
Private Malone is dead but his soul is still intact.

The will of fire burning deep within hes here.
Malone fires one last bullets and the bomb from the heavens blows.
Hells fire ravages the field of dreams into a wasteland where nothing lives.
Private Malone once again at his final resting place is all alone.

The war is over he is a hero.
They find his body scarred and scorched.
His heart still beating the fire still raging.
He mutters one last word before dying.
Peace.

Private Malone is always on his own.
Sitting in his rocking chair he stares out of his window and realizes that no one cares.
Private Malone can't atone for lives he's taken.
He has sinned a thousand sins.
Giving his life away gods mercy relinquishes his soul.

The doctor revives him and he has no will.
He died a hero and was reborn again.

At the age of 99 he died.
No one knew he was still alive.
He sat in his house suffering cause people had forgotten his greatest sacrifice.
His life, he protected the weak and banished the evil.
He still was forgotten now in his grave rotten.

Private Malone is always on his own.
Staring out of his window realizing that no one cares.

Private Malone is all alone.