"What you call Iraq today / We used to call Vietnam"
Transcendental Sonnet #1405: Independence Day
What you call Iraq today We used to call Vietnam Nightmares never go away If sometimes you wake up from Them you go to sleep once more And they have been waiting for You and no one else will do
It will never end young friend Sleep and never question why Forward march and Semper Fi Big brother is watching you And his nightmares never end Hear the grateful nation say Happy Independence Day
Such is the price for living with the right to govern ourselves. Yes, a terrible price, and one that has been, and will be, paid for more generations and centuries - until mankind drops religion and race, and all the extraneous issues having nothing to do with living as brothers and sisters. Thank you for writing this one so well - Bill
This my friend is excellant and says so much about the nature of man and the outlook of the world. You nailed this one to the wall and it is a worthy poem for publication anywhere. Bravo.
Love Tinka
Powerful write--although I hate war, there are those willing to pay the ultimate price so that we may be free. God bless 'em!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o(
Felix