They are with Me

Michael J. Schaeffer

2/21/2018

They are with Me

The Light Last Night was Amazing. Vivid and Radiant. The Story and The Tale. Legend. Some would Call it Cruel, Unjust and Unnatural. Courageous was what My Eyes have Seen. I Believe in It. I Believe in Them. As Tonight and into the Daylight. They are Amongst Me. I Comprehend and Conclude this Group has Me. They Know Me in Motion. I Know Them in Memories. Remembrance. They are Somewhere and to Others They are Nowhere. Buried and Forgotten. Cold and Departed. My Love. I'm the Zero. I'm the Zero that is a Game. Love. A Balance Between a Team. Sadness. Arctic, Frigid and Stagnation. Blaming. They are the Ones for Me. My Memories. My Daylight. My Night time. The Pain and The Exchange. I'm Shown how to Fight. How to Behave from Years before My Age. Even My Time. The Dog. The Rage. The Cage. I can not Look Back or Change. I am the Soul. I have No Other Reason, but to Let Them Watch and Guide Me. Judgment. They Shine to Me and in Me. Eternity...

M.J.S.

  • Author: MJS (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 12th, 2018 03:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just Some Thoughts in My Life.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Lorna

    Is this stream of consciousness about war and your war buddies? That is how I am reading it and it reads very powerfully that way as if we are inside your head.

    • Michael J. Schaeffer

      Michael J. Schaeffer
      March 12th, 2018 10:43
      I’m not old enough to have been in Vietnam. My connection to it is Strong. I was born in 76. One year after it Tragically Ended. I lived & was Close to Veterans of the War in My Youth. I’ve had a Vivid Connection to the Hole War within My Life. Thank You for Commenting.

      • Lorna

        It was an intense time to live......

        • Michael J. Schaeffer

          Your Right. The Love of Self and the Love of Country. Confusing in a lot of Ways.



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