Don’t Call Her Hero

Somewhere along the lines

It went from Barbie and Ken

To Combat boots and IED’s.

No longer Daddies Little Girl

Some called her a true

American hero

While others yelled insults

To harsh to utter.

She watched Comrades fall

On foreign ground

And shed her own blood

In hot Desert Sand.

She left a leg in Kabul

And a much deeper of

Herself too

But if you ask her

If she do it again

Without hesitation

She says yes I would.

But don’t call me hero,

I didn’t come back

In a flag draped coffin

While my family listened to Taps

At a funeral possession.

(C) Michelle Renee Kidwell

October.14.2017

2:11 A.M P.ST