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                        SOLDIER

                 They wanted me, see, to be in the army.

                 West Point.  The US Military Academy, see.

                 They wanted me to be a soldier. 

        They wanted me to fight.  I never thought it was right.

   Shoot and kill.  Not a thrill.

  I believe in peace.  Wars never cease.

  Dead increase.  Increasing dead.  All the thoughts in my head.

  Not a lot of joy for this boy.

      My dad glad, the only way.

   I did not want him to be mad.      

      My dad, brother too, true,

    his father before..

  They had fought in so many, many wars.

      Decorations.

            I could not ignore call, no not at all.

             I could not say no.  I had to go.

                               All that I did see.

                               so horrific to me.

                     Things forever in my mind.

                 I can find no peace.

          Thoughts do not cease.

  Not ceasing are the thoughts.  I do not like them, a lot.

             They stay.  They do not go away.

             My brain going insane.

        Things I can't comprehend.  Just wish it would all end.