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 trained to go


no sir
yes sir
we are trained to go
trained more to not fear
that which claims each of us
it its own time...
for the rest
we sit and ponder
the wonder
of this on going
war
with seeming no score
of which worth is not paid
in life
but in death
and this fine young
man goes
as is the orders
given without regard
for those loved he
leaves behind
maybe for a time
sure it may be
for a time
or it may be
for all time
never to return
and so it goes
the soldier
is trained for
war
and war is to the death
and this war is
not a new face
nor is its cause
a new race for power
yet we still just sit
and ponder
as if to understand
the fearless tone
and cold dulled expression
of a soldier trained
to kill and to die
why
to try
to carry on
our good name
and hope in same
those whom we have invaded
we also later will have evaded
and from the sky we drop
supplies with a statement that is jaded...
Yet these men and women are trained
so we feel justified and sleep
at night knowing the best
of the best could be put to rest
just as they had been trained...
I am not a scholar nor general of wars
I do see and feel and understand the
basis of life and hope...
This 7 year war
still seeming of no score
rages on
and we have been conned
into a belief
that it is relief
when in matter of fact
it is the same old war
that has always been..
and the victims are
the same as those
who fought before...
I hope to honor them
in my life by
living...
Not just wasting away
in disenchantment
and turned down causes
blackened dropped dead roses
hanging on the corner
with all the other posers
but truly bringing
hope and peace
as a kind gesture might
delight...
So, dear sir don't rush
off and be the unknown hero
carry yourself with integrity
and worthy of the love you
must come home to.
those you will face care
not for such disgrace
nor wish you well.
So be safe and make
it home again..
The two of you
have a lifetime
ahead. Just as the body
can not live without
the heart and the
heart can not live
without its beat,
so it is that you
cause her heart to beat
and she needs you
there to make your life complete.
I only know of them, but this is for
April and Albert.
Thank you Albert for that
which you are about to do;
but, please make it home again
a love lost is the hardest at any cost.