Echoes

The way you wrote this sounds super cool and has an engaging theme.
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Yep, that's how I woke up this morning 😴

yes, the way you chronicle the events.. so engaging & something more organic to it..  love period poetics taking back in timeline to histories & the life then of ours,  captured so close & touching, amidst the warring blood ..

thanks for the share dear poet xx

I had the first couple of lines in my head as I was getting out of bed.

Sometimes dreams turn into poems too 😉

Weird how the brain works, eh?

I agree with Delia, it has a really cool vibe.

Definitely an unusual way to be made aware of what the date was

Brilliantly written, MS. Into the list it belongs. Love how you wove history into this write, but yet in your own distinct flavor. Appreciate you.

Damian  

Dad was always very grateful that he never saw combat, since the war ended when he was in basic training.

Unfortunately, my father did see combat and he was never really the same. Wonderful write, MS.

I can only imagine what a horror show it was.

A couple of years ago I worked at an independent living place where one old wheelchair bound Vietnam vet would come regale me with his experiences, some of which were horrendous.

How many Vietnamese did we kill only to see them become communist anyway?

What a waste.  

He said of the two tours he spent in 'Nam, the extraction of Saigon was by far the most horrendous experience of his life. To leave those screaming and begging behind as the city fell. . .

When the effects of applied ideology are weighed, balanced and compared against one another, I feel that the wars fought by those committed against one ideology or another, will always be far worse than the potential for, or severity of, the unmolested effects of an ideology allowed to just take it's course, even if that course involves totalitarianism, which of course is a type of sustained long term warfare against a captive audience, as you are fully aware, but that is not a justification for totalitarianism, but rather a way of asking if a proposed conflict will be worth the sacrifice of life, time, and treasure. Never say never, but of course the answer must almost always be...no.

Once guns and bombs are locked, loaded, and discharged in rage, the wastefulness becomes incalculable.  

Even though my family's very existence may be attributable to the atomic detonation sacrifice of the civilian populations of two Japanese cities, I still have to pronounce that our republic has always been a bit too trigger happy.