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Feeling Iraq
I was at work when the call came down.
The message: "we need boots on the ground."
I raised my hand, shaking with fear,
knowing I could die from the enemy's spear.
On TV they say that we're fighting for oil,
but I know its for freedom that soldiers toil.
Each day as I don my helmet and vest,
I wonder; "is the day I am laid to rest?"
When I leave this fight, this struggle, this war,
will I think to myself, "what was it for?"
But, when I see an Iraqi child smile,
a voice says "soldier, it was worth while!"
you see the movies and read
you see the movies and read the books but you never really get to see what the actual sildier is thinking about. and how its effects him, and how it really is. great writing
Its refreshing to hear your side of it, as one of the men who risked his life to bring freedom to Iraq.
Well done, for both the poem and your bravery.
Terri T