This poem seems like it was written a decade ago when it was patriotic to blindly follow our leaders who are wise beyond us and sure that our sacrifice is in their benefit.
Unfortunately, those ideals ring hollow as the death toll increases and soldiers come home maimed both physically and mentally for the rest of their lives.
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
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Unfortunately, those ideals ring hollow as the death toll increases and soldiers come home maimed both physically and mentally for the rest of their lives.
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