You once did love the sunny days,
The warm wind blowing on your face,
Finding bliss in a loved ones gaze,
The soft sand and the ocean waves.
But you were sent off to your grave
This “honor” that did seal your fate
Now Johnny lies beneath the roses
His casket buried in the rain
By callous hands, his life was stolen
Gave his body and lost his name
Nevermore to feel life’s joys
Denied your love to die a drone
To raise your gun beside the big boys
To fall together yet die alone.
Now your dreams are thrown away,
Whichever god, your soul do take.
Forever neath the ground to stay,
A thousand more shall go and fade,
The youths whose lives were never made
The youths that only got a taste.
The nameless lie beneath the roses
Their caskets buried in the rain.
By callous hands, their lives were stolen.
Gave their bodies and lost their names.
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Author:
Alex Arnot (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is one of my newest poems and perhaps one of the most controversial. This is not in opposition of the military as a whole, but specifically the draft. I doubt anyone who is drafted had dreams of joining the military. I often think about what those people are losing when being taken from their lives, especially when they don't make it back. I would simply ask that you consider that before commenting.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Loved this 🙂
Thank you!
So many died for reasons of which they were unaware, they will be remembered though.
Good write.
I certainly hope so! Thank you Goldfinch!
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