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Farewell my soldier.
Off to that tainted land we flew,
Filled with anticipation and excitement,
A chance to fight for your Country,
A chance to make your wfe and daughter proud.
But the novelty quickly wears off,
As day after day bullets whiz past,
As you supress fear, pity and remorse,
As you play God with peoples lives.
After the painful seven months have passed,
We return to that forgotten place called home,
Not able to forget, no longer able to feel,
Because the scars will never truly heal.
The war is behind us now, a distant memory,
Now your home everything's supposed to be ok,
But you never escape the desperate screams,
The burnt bodies and death engraved in dreams,
Screaming and thrashing in your bed,
Can't wake from the violent sleep.
The war still raging inside your head,
Paranoia begins to take it's hold,
Shame, regret and anger by your side,
The soldier that left, never came home,
So goodbye, brave soldier, you served us well,
Take your leave, see your wife and child,
Get some rest, and take your pills,
Because this is no war for you, it can't be won.
Filled with anticipation and excitement,
A chance to fight for your Country,
A chance to make your wfe and daughter proud.
But the novelty quickly wears off,
As day after day bullets whiz past,
As you supress fear, pity and remorse,
As you play God with peoples lives.
After the painful seven months have passed,
We return to that forgotten place called home,
Not able to forget, no longer able to feel,
Because the scars will never truly heal.
The war is behind us now, a distant memory,
Now your home everything's supposed to be ok,
But you never escape the desperate screams,
The burnt bodies and death engraved in dreams,
Screaming and thrashing in your bed,
Can't wake from the violent sleep.
The war still raging inside your head,
Paranoia begins to take it's hold,
Shame, regret and anger by your side,
The soldier that left, never came home,
So goodbye, brave soldier, you served us well,
Take your leave, see your wife and child,
Get some rest, and take your pills,
Because this is no war for you, it can't be won.
Published 30th Apr 2011
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30th Apr 2011 10:54am
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30th Apr 2011 4:44pm
Very sad, I'm so glad you shared. The entire poem is laid out perfectly.
30th Apr 2011 8:54pm
1st May 2011 9:43pm
iv\'e said this about a small few pieces on DU..
Like sandpaper to the heart. So raw and clear.
Great writing
Like sandpaper to the heart. So raw and clear.
Great writing
2nd May 2011 5:53pm
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22nd May 2011 3:24am
you have a well written poem here.this is a story that i am sure many soldiers can relate to.
i did see on the t.v that the care of u.k soldiers and their family will soon be part of your constitution.
advice: the storyline and honest feeling are beyond reproach.
i am not sure you need coma's at the end of lines.i might break up the three as's at the start of the second third and fourth maybe stick an and in the third instead.
well done man!!
i did see on the t.v that the care of u.k soldiers and their family will soon be part of your constitution.
advice: the storyline and honest feeling are beyond reproach.
i am not sure you need coma's at the end of lines.i might break up the three as's at the start of the second third and fourth maybe stick an and in the third instead.
well done man!!
25th May 2011 8:59am
Thanks for the advice :)
Yeah it's long been a convenant, but it's about time it was written into law.
Yeah it's long been a convenant, but it's about time it was written into law.
