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The Soldier
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The Everyday Battle Wounded
Scarred
Life behind bars
Just for what he stands for
Because he loves his country
And fought for her safety
Just to come back
For them to hate
He risked his life for them
But do they care?
No, they call him a reprobate
Murderer
A weapon
Nothing more than an item
He tries to walk away
On what’s left of his legs
Sacrificed for his murderers
Given for them
There goes my hero
Watch him as he falls
See the tears roll from his eyes
As he keeps living
As he keeps fighting
For what is right
As he keeps hoping
That death comes swiftly
A man who fought for his country
To find he wasn’t part of it.
Soldier Suicides
I caught the end of a talk show last night and a Rep was talking about the rise in the number of suicides by soldiers returning from war. (Just me thinking again, but) if the newscasts were full of the faces of men and women going to prisonn for 20 years for wrecking the economy and how much they are forced to return to the shareholders who lost millions, the soldiers might feel better and so might we. Nice poem ~~A~~