I stared into his eyes

Tommy stared past mine

We had managed to stem the flow

He told me he was feeling fine.

We swapped stories of life

And of the hills in which he grew

I shared some lies of my homeland

Just a few

We waited for the medic

They said 15 minutes for a rank so lowly

I told him 5 and that he’d soon be home in Georgia

Time had never passed so slowly