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Neutrality" (Vietnam challenge)
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Neutrality" (Vietnam challenge) |
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Effigy Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 486disbelief 
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Sitting in a mud hole watching my life flash before my eyes. There's dirt in my mouth, blood stains my face. I watch the horizon. I no longer remember right from wrong, I have played their game too many times. From this hole I've seen the world, and the meaning of life or death. To stay alive is all that I ask, and to get the hell out of this hole. So many friends at home, I hope to see them, it's so so damn long. I wonder now and then, what their doing, if they know I'm here if they know I'm alive. But their so far away, and here I am, stuck fighting for reasons I don't understand. Shooting at anything that moves, following my orders to the T. I'm too scared to breath, I duck in fear. I wish I could hide. I want my mommy. I watch others run into the forefront, darting across the fields, only to be mowed down. (horrible killing fields) Raining drops of led straight through their hearts pericing their soul. (Napom morning) Giving their life for people that they don't know. I wonder what the other side sees in our eyes, is it FEAR? is it HATE? or is it SURPRISE? Then suddenly I'm awaken from my day dreams. There is a burning pain in my chest, it's like a fire out of control. There is blood everywere. I'm soaking wet. Blackness. Yes, I guess it is true, I getting out of this hole. Memory fades to nothing. I awake at home. YES! It is my home! But all I can do is watch the war lying in my bed. Bruesed and broken, wet with cold sweats, I watch them losing ground. The only one left I watch as my friends, die for the cause. < !signature--> understanding is misunderstood [This message has been edited by Effigy (edited 04-28-2000).] |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
This is a beautiful tribute. Thank you for posting this for the challenge. All my love, Jeffrey I lie awake in a world filled with dreams, but dreams can be so real when you don't know you're asleep |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
great imagery, and a poem filled with truth --- "I want my mommy." So true, of course ------- Touching -- thanks for sharing this. netswan |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
very powerful imagery here...very... and the emotions expressed are painfully real. excellent writing. take care, jm Is it too much to find an answer, Is it too much to hold you close. Is it too much to find a reason, Is it too much to free my soul -- From self control ... And I know you're always waiting for me ... You take me far away, And I know you're holding me ... And it's better now ... ~vertical horizon~ |
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Effigy Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 486disbelief |
thanks for your comments, i'm glad you enjoyed this.  understanding is misunderstood |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Effigy~ So touching is your piece that it brings a tear of remembering to my cheek. So many young men and women who must have cried over and over 'I want my mommy' So sad .. And those fighting on the 'other side' must have been feeling it too. We can cry for all of them ... and ourselves. You more than met the challenge with this. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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