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I'll Be Coming Home at Last

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Coming home, at last, now that old war has passed,

no more bleeding,

We spent the months over there, no more time to spare,

all succeeding.


No more days without rest, the long nights with no sleep,

dangers impending.

We got the job done, under that hot sun, by moon at night,

innocent ones defending.


Got wounded, lost my friends, I hope this war surely ends,

now I'll need someone there to help take me off the plane.

My legs are both stiff, my arms I can't lift, I'm In a lot of pain,

Owe it to the war, there's no one else left to take the blame.


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I hope the people all show they care, since they sent me over there,

and help my wounds to heal.

Don't need no pity right now, I know I'll try to get by somehow,

Life seems a gamble, cards to deal.


My wife and kids will greet me there, because I know they'll care,

For they know just how a soldier feels.

They beat the band, have a big parade, makes me feel so afraid,

Loud sounds hurt my ears just like drills.


Got wounded, lost my friends, hope this war surely ends,

Now I'll need someone there to help take me off the plane.

My legs are both stiff, my arms I can't lift, I'm in a lot of pain,

Owe to the war, for there's no one else to take the blame.


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I'll be glad to see my family and my friends, when I get home,

Don't worry about me going off to roam.

The church and preacher man, have blessed me all they can,

Helped me to be myself once again.


I just need a little space, with no more explosions in my face,

I'm coming home without disgrace.

Want a little peace and understanding, without so much demanding,

Find a little happiness to replace.


Got wounded, lost my friends, hope this war surely ends,

Now I'll need someone there to help take me off the plane.

My legs are both stiff, my arms I can't lift, I'm in a lot of pain,

Owe it to the war for there's no one else to take the blame.

Owe it to the war for there's no one else left to take the blame.


I'll be back on my feet one day soon, always upbeat in my tune,

No more long marches and standing at attention in my platoon.

Not going to study any war no more, I've got a great life in store,

I'll deal with my aches and pain, got too much to gain, I'll be immune.

Got too much to gain, I'll be coming home soon.



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Comments

whonunuwho (author) from United States on November 07, 2017:

Thank you Gypsy. Many blessings. whonu

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on November 07, 2017:

This was a most wonderful and touching poem.

whonunuwho (author) from United States on November 06, 2017:

Thank you Roseann. Many blessings to you on this chilly Autumn day. whonu

Roseann Hipper from Whangarei, New Zealand on November 06, 2017:

I found this poem amazing, I hope to be able to write as amazing work as you one day.

whonunuwho (author) from United States on November 05, 2017:

Yes, my friend. That positive attitude will make all the difference. Blessings. whonu

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on November 05, 2017:

I like the immunity concept yet it scares me for denial.

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