by Ernest A Miller
Crazy mixed up emotions,
Pride, fear, foreboding.
All of this for a Neo-CON crusade in disguise.
I joined to protect my family,
To protect all of you.
Not to be put in harms way in a distant land.
When did American security expand beyond our borders to include israhell?
Cause of a two thousand year old revenge scheme?
Or something much more sinister?
It sickens me to my core.
To feel this helpless should be a crime.
But who can protect the willing?
The volunteers that fight now,
For the lives of their brothers and sisters.
Called on to do the same stupid deed,
To pacify Iraq for the stolen "Greater israhell".
And we'll pray everyday that we will all make it back.
Author's Note: Say a little prayer would ya?
Posted on 04/25/2005
Copyright © 2022 Ernest A Miller
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Vikki Owens on 04/25/05 at 02:25 PM|
my brother is over there too.. i'll say a prayer for both of you.
|Posted by Brett Shane on 04/25/05 at 04:19 PM|
this is great writing... be safe over there.. i'll be over in august...
|Posted by Charles E Minshall on 04/26/05 at 08:18 PM|
Excellent poem Ern. We do pray for all to return
safely. It is a shame so many lives have been lost over there....Charlie