If I had a magic wand and I could un-invent something, it would be the concept of war. Maybe it’s the idealist that still lives in me that thinks humankind could be more evolved that who we are now. It’s inhumane and absurd that in 2024, innocent lives are lost, entire family lines decimated because some countries need to “win” and think they’re far superior than the “other”side.
I wrote this poem in 2004 about the War on Terror. I had quite a few friends in the military do tours in Afghanistan and Iraq. My son’s bio dad did 3 tours himself. It affected him greatly like it did other veterans I know.
Nothing is said.
Only tears are shed.
Over broken hearts
and lost dreams
and the disillusionment
of it all.
We once had faith
that they would be okay,
and not face
such a deadly fate.
We once had much hope
that our loved ones,
would one day come back to us,
We never once dreamed
that it would destroy ,
the most sacred thing;
the innocence of our
children
How does one explain to them,
that their parents died in
a war about oil and greed.
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