This poem is about war and the victim and their innocense. It's about greed and power and again...victims.
In sweet mystery's abandonment
I close me eyes tonight
I cry for families distant
And the morn that welcomes fright
I concentrate with eyes all squinched
Then hold my breath within
I wonder if some will return
To tell of where they've been
Or will a pine ... cold casket
Hold their fate intact
Will nightmares come with valor
As honor stays on track
Will faces age in one year
What normal would take ten
Will justice and our ethics
Overcome our greed and sin
What about our youngsters
Who leave with dreams of home
Then come back scarred with anguish
At all they have become
Politics of warriors
Napoleons on a steed
Nose-to-nose at a distance
As children fodder greed
I wonder of tomorrow
Upon horizons...yon
Will doomsday polish victory
For every mother's son
Then what becomes of honor
When deaths return all torn
To this nation built on promise
When Johnny comes marching home.
Sometimes it is hard to find that line in the sand. It seems that war and those who fight it,and family that must suffer the anguish, besides the rest of society, is an ever evolving cycle that will continue as long as humanity does. I don't believe we have ever had anything but cycles of war and peace since Genesis! Excellent compassionate poem Susan!
Reminded me of Marlene Dietrich's famous war song " Where have all the flowers gone " Susan !
Yup... War is evil for sure, as all bloodletting is, however War can also be a necessary evil, otherwise you would have the wicked enemy pitching camp in your cities and towns with glee, unopposed and appeased by a liberal and apathetic nation.
Soulful and evocative composition
Peter
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A powerful, thought provoking piece you pen; well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Ron
Yup... War is evil for sure, as all bloodletting is, however War can also be a necessary evil, otherwise you would have the wicked enemy pitching camp in your cities and towns with glee, unopposed and appeased by a liberal and apathetic nation.
Soulful and evocative composition
Peter