The silent screams of a father’s son shattered the hushed earth forever stealing the image of all of them making it back home safely.  The hidden thief on this dark night fired a single shot from an afar rooftop cowering in the shadows of his own beliefs.  The bullet traveled the five hundred yard distance in a dashing manner fueled by violence and hate.  Unabashed in its purpose the large caliber crashed against flesh ending the innocent minds of the new soldiers standing near by.  They watched with numbness as their close friend fell to the battled streets.  He was unable to speak aloud from the injuries endured, yet his pleas echoed through the eyes of his comrades staring in solemn disbelief.  They could hear their friend’s muted cries over the thunderous gun fire that sealed the young man’s fate; Yelled whispers of a last request escaping from with in a dying soul.  Though his words were suffocated by the malicious voice of war every syllable was carried through the tears fallen, soaking the already blood stained ground in which he lay.  With painful gasp’s he struggled to breathe hoping each one would not be his last.  They rushed to their buddy’s side watching the rise and fall of his chest grow weaker with every step as the world around them became unknown.  Kneeling at his feet with the weight of a family on their shoulders they heard his final words through silent screams.