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Memorial Day Poem 2017
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Mother's Tear
Published on June 2014
There's more to the story,than what just appears.
A war written story,
from blood and from tears.
My son went to war,
a very proud man.
He fought in Iraq,
on the hot desert sands.
He witnessed his buddies,
his comrades, his men,
bleeding and dying,
he witnessed their end.
Where is Pvt. Tommy?
He's blown up all around,
his comrades spent hours,
picking him from the ground.
Sleeping in holes,
dug in the sand,
dreaming of home,
but it's become foreign land.
He can't tell his enemy,
from family or foe,
as he watches his friends sent out,
with tags on their toe.
He knows his Mama,
is sleepless like him,
and he tries to send word,
whenever he can.
He tries not to worry,
his family at home,
the horror that he faces,
he faces alone.
His mission is over,
he's sent back to me,
he fought for our freedom,
but he'll never be free.
He yearns for his buddies,
that died over there.
He's caught with the living,
in a doubled looped snare.
He screams in the night,
for the battle still roars,
as he lays in his bed,
he re-lives all the horror.
Nobody heard the fight,
he still fights,
except for his Mama,
who comforts him every night.
He never will be,
the son I once knew,
the war killed that part,
for freedom, for you.
Great Nation, Great Leaders,
and all those who will hear,
Freedom began
on a mother's first tear.
To The Vietnam War...
Published on December 2010
Vietnam War Setting off to Vietnam
Feeling proud, feeling strong
But then I see the fear in another soldier's eyes
I should turn around, go home
I have made one friend
We both feel the same
The fear inside hurts like hell
Do people think war is a game?
Here we are at Vietnam
Now I feel really sick
To see dead bodies on the ground
The fear has come over me quick
I've never been a killing kind of man
Who likes blood and gore
To think of killing someone makes me nervous
I don't think I like war anymore
I slide on my army suit
Light green, dark green, grey
My daughter's birthday's in this month
The beautiful month of May
I touch my army gun
And load it up with bullets
To kill someone would be terrible
I don't think I can do it
I run out with my troop
My stomach's going psycho
The guns start firing wildly
My knees are wobbling, I don't want to go
I pull the trigger
And fire the gun
At some random person
This is not my kind of fun
I hear a loud BOOM
A bomb is near by
Then I hear a BANG
A bullet hit me in the eye...
I fall to the ground
Covered in mud
I clench my eye
My hand's full of blood.
This wasn't my choice
To be here today
To leave my family
I'm going to die in this way.
I fall to the ground
I'm going to heaven
I say bye to my wife
And my daughter who's seven
To this day we remember
The Vietnam War
The soldiers who died
That left us sore
Lest we forget
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Military Tunic
~Homeless~
A lost guardian angel, sitting on the edge of everything
I push my shopping cart along the cracks of destiny
My house sits on the corner of every mission street
My tin coffee cup feeds on caring heartbeats
My possession is the icon of war, six missing buttons
Navy and white my grandfathers 70-yr-old military tunic.
My Jacket- My blanket
My Jacket from which I am inseparable
My Jacket - represents the mobility of life
This Jacket is my home.
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