... At one time, life was good, very good. Eyes looked through lashes bright with the promise of hope. Over time's passage, war colored it all dark. Wanting to do something, he joined the Marines. He saw sights no man should have to see. Nightmares chased him home, the brightness, dulled now. No job, the woman he loved, gone. A vagrant on the streets, battle-scarred and weary. They found him this morning, dead from a single shot to the temple, the weapon in his hand. No suicide note.
Oh my what a heart wrenching write my friend, but sadly one that is all too often a reality of life. The memories and trauma that our soldiers endure during and after war is more than those whom haven't served can imagine. I have an unle who served in Vietnam, he often explains that his close relationship with the Lord helps him deal with the mental stress. An outstanding write dear friend, you've expressed it well!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
it is excellent. i like the way you put this: the format, the word order, and word choice. thanks a lot for sharing this one. my only suggestion would be 'now dulled' instead of 'dulled now'. But that's trivial, isn't it? cheers
Wars come and go. They have, and will, always be with us on this planet, that is until the Prince of Peace returns and puts things in order. The results of war on the heart and soul of humanity, and the collateral damage incurred to all the innocents, sadly stays with us forever. Blessings to you ...
A dead on write ...
Richard
Karla,
Unfortunately, to many of our wounded heros are found with no note.
Only a weapon, or an empty bottle of pills, and whiskey bottles.
Once praised for their valor...now lying dead in society's squalor..
When will we ever learn?
Karla a stab in the gut poem that carries a potent message! Fine work!
ET
Reviewed by Flying Fox Ted L Glines (Reader)
Reviewed on June 15, 2007
Well done Karla! The real casualty is inside the soldier, a horror and sickness and loathing. Cannot run from that, nor hide, and it cannot be ignored. He is a walking suicide note.
Ted
Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on June 15, 2007
Karla you tap into the severity of ewar here the loss... Excellent work....
Peace & Hugs XX Josie
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Joyce B.
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Karen
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Susan
Wars come and go. They have, and will, always be with us on this planet, that is until the Prince of Peace returns and puts things in order. The results of war on the heart and soul of humanity, and the collateral damage incurred to all the innocents, sadly stays with us forever. Blessings to you ...
A dead on write ...
Richard
Love Tinka
Unfortunately, to many of our wounded heros are found with no note.
Only a weapon, or an empty bottle of pills, and whiskey bottles.
Once praised for their valor...now lying dead in society's squalor..
When will we ever learn?
Walt
ET
Ted
Peace & Hugs XX Josie
Powerful, heartbreaking account of what happens to soldiers in battle over time. War is hell for all involved. Very well done; God bless our troops!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin sis, Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
Regis