Bees Blood ad Dust

The air was dry and the sun hot.
The road was bumpy and dusty.
Bang! its gone dark
oh my leg!

Man Down! Man Down! I hear
Hands grab me and drag me
My leg feels warm and  wet
I must have cut it

I  hear bees buzzing
Funny I did not think there was any here
I try to rise somebody is holding me down
my eyes are misty I can barely see
Should I go to sleep

My mate is shouting
Stay with me stay with me
I hear the sound of thunder
I see a dark shadow
Something hurts my arm
I feel sleepy

I dream I am flying in the sky

Sound vibrates around the room
Now every where is white
My leg begins to hurt
Sleep again I go

I wake up all confused
I am in a room
a Hospital room
I can not feel my leg
An I.E.D they say.