I have been writing poetry, fiction and short stories for many years and have completed a book of poems. I also enjoy comedy writing.
Go to war
We thought it was for peace
Go to war
Now our lives are in pieces
Go to war
A nation is under captivity
Go to war
Just to sustain America's Legacy
Seek out destructive weapons
Yet still non found
Kill the terrorist
But wrong land, most are home grown
Get the rifle up, aim for the head
But as I look beside me I see my Brother in Arms lay dead
Bullets ricochet, some intentional civilian death
Gives a meaning to the shortest verse, "Jesus Wept."
Men enjoying killing, no man or rodent is safe
Doors kicked in, anyone looking different is blazed.
Flesh taken forcefully
In a foreign land and feared, the new bully.
Many years past, the fighting has cause mental strain
Bombs blast, guns bark, Mothers cry for farmers slain
Now here they are, back on home soil.
Greeted by claps and twisted speeches, Government share the spoils.
Many come home to empty homes.
Many have lost sanity and had to be moved to other homes.
Many have come home maimed.
Many have come home drained.
A million rounds fired, killing many
Back on home soil, broken, begging for food or a penny
Veterans day, celebration and joy.
Later, back to reality, veterans lives have been destroyed.
Lineing up for food as though service not given
But the blood, the guts and the glory mean little if the sins are not forgiven
Mental institutions, war replays in their head
Back on home soil, body moves, but their souls are dead.
© 2018 Clive Williams
Clive Williams (author) from Jamaica on October 21, 2018:
That happens a lot flourish. It is heart breaking.
FlourishAnyway from USA on October 21, 2018:
My husband’s brother did several tours in Afghanistan and Iraq and came back physically whole but so wounded his kids had trouble recognizing him. Forever changed.
Clive Williams (author) from Jamaica on October 20, 2018:
So Sorry to hear Pamela Oglesby. War for profit is such an evil act.
Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on October 20, 2018:
Heart touching poem.My husband came home as an injured Vietnam vet and was spit on by protestors. It sure does take a part of their souls. The Veterans Association has a long way to go before I would have any respect for it! Your poem touched my soul as my son survived as well.
Bella-Anderson on October 20, 2018:
Any living being is not meant to go to war for years. High levels of stress, fear, trauma, and pain, will take a tole on anyone. The soldiers come back broken, with death burned into their minds.
Clive Williams (author) from Jamaica on October 19, 2018:
Billy, it is sad that soulless leaders can send their people to war and when they return they are left hapless.
Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on October 19, 2018:
Powerful poem, especially that last line....that sums up so many soldiers I have known!