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The Combat Medic

A battlefield’s a lonely place, each one a fox before the hounds,

sole target of the hunt. Each one a hound, both stalked and stalking.

Each ammo flash, each scream, each moan belongs to all–the air alive

with sound and blood and body parts. A no man’s land of violence.

A bullet finds its home. A fox brought down, a hunter stilled,

alone in pain and shadow, bloody mud and sand, shrouded in mist

and memory. The hunt recedes to stalk another fox.

A healer moves amidst the carnage, seeking out the fallen.

Sure and steady hands find a pulse, probe to stop the life force flowing out.

The touch: “You’re not alone. I’ve found you. We’re here together, you and I.”

Two soldiers finding healing in the chaos.

The Combat Medic memorial statue is at Fort Sam Houston, San Antonio, Texas. 

Challenge the conventional. Create the exceptional. No Limits.