The faces of innocent children are still in my mind
Thoughts of their screaming,
Images of their crying expressions.
Campfire spirits are all around me.
Restless dreamers search for sleep,
Guilty parties pray for absolution.
Home seems so far away from here.
The restless jungle is all around,
and the midnight hour is the daily call.
How I long for the comfort of family and home.
The happiness of security,
The joy of daily monotony.
But the war is at home as well.
Two sides dividing every issue,
Two leaders commanding every clueless army.
War and peace are convincing causes,
One granting dominion,
One granting calm.
But what does it matter?
At least I'll be honored when I return..
Least I will be cared for.....
Soul of ValorA Poem by phoenix on the riseday in the life of a modern warrior© 2010 phoenix on the riseAuthor's Note
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