Give peace a cchance
Make peace not war
That is my call
Unlike most
Who shout those words
I have been in combat
I have seen the hell
That is hell
Marching across the field
Crawling through trenches
Shooting
Killing
All in the name of freedom
Yes, that was me
Watching my friends die
Watching whole cities burn
Watching cars explode
Watching tanks
Plow across the land
The ravages of war
Are not only that
Which can be seen
There are emotional scares
That thread throughout
Mind
Body
Soul
One's mental and emotional
State streched to the limit
And far beyond
So now I speak out for peace
For I have been there
I wish for no one else
Should enter that hell's gate
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Author:
Tony36 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is my fourth and final poem, based on conversations I've had with military soldiers who suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. One soldier told me that war effects every soldier, and all soldiers have to some degree PTSD, the degree varies from soldier to soldier
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Comments7
Those who share with me the Horrors of War never say DULCE ET DECORUM EST (Sweet and Glorious). They don't want to talk about it and if they do they say HELL ~ HELL ~ HELL ! Is the price of freedom too high for tosewho purchase it fo us ? Thanks for sharing ~ BRIAN.
True I always found the price of freedom much to high
Yes, war is hell... and we are call to it throughout the ages... only a transformation of humanity we'll ever change the state of affairs. Only God's kingdom will settle the chaos we live in now. Excellent poem!
True very true indeed, thank you
Powerful write my friend! I pray we all find peace within ourselves so we can learn to spread it across the world. Thank you for sharing....
Welcome
Tony,
Now start Writing about Donald Trump who suffers from PRPMOD...
If I started writing about that man, I wouldn't stop til the day I was dead
Thank you Tony. I'm sure writing about those days is indeed a painful experience. My son served in Iraq for 17 months. I think he left a part of his psyche there when he finally came home. He does suffer from PTSD and most times he's still pleasant to be with but sometimes it's like being with a lit case of TNT.
Many soldiers are that way. Some however have a worse case and really need help
Tony, I really like your style and enjoy your contributions!
Thank you
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