Greed! War!, Make it stop!


I cried yesterday, but no not for me,
for them our freedom the dying
the death, I pray, I sit silently
and die, inside I cry, can it stop
the fight, the war, the loved ones
please let it end
my heart stands still
for them, I care.

The blood rises high
bodies, blown to bits
arms, limbs get torn
young people our newborns gone
in memory they live on,
but it's not enough,
to keep us together
we miss, never to get back
they know they may never come back
yet they go, to fight, to win
weapons loaded, they blast
and blast,
so many
hard, scary and long
mindsets change
never the same
innocence gone, forgotten
in the blood shed dawn
patterns, of black and white
explosion ring through the night
crying, screaming once intwined
wish, they never parted
the ships roll off they jump to the shore
unfamiliar grounds they roar
hoping the hits miss
but there buddies
are blown out in bliss
the laughter they shared
before they barely got there
gone,
but
not
forgotten
I care!
Make it stop, wondering why
brotherhood, is it really here
greed, not fair
everyone's a hare
running around
it's not paint ball
this is for real
I cried today but not for me
for them
the poppy field of dreams
I'm gonna wear mine
all year long,
in my heart,
in my head
for our children, who fight for this
freedom
to live, love, feel, touch, smell, taste
walk, and talk
I don't take for granted
it's real and breathing
the nightmare is out there
can we make it stop,
greed!

by Noden

Noden, what can I say? Thanks so much for writing this-we all need to remember

Pauses stunned silenced by grief's cry.
Hands descend on shoulders stiff with tension.
Thumbs and fingers kneading knotted muscles
as tears try to answer what words cannot..........

Wow! Amazing!

Well let me say thank you, but I take no credit for death, it pains my heart,
if anything I want to tell the way my heart felt...

Death is not the antagonist, here..........the cause is.

The cause is our freedom...

no, think back - this started long before freedom was threatened. All wars and oppressions start from a greed of some kind. Oh hell, Noden, damn good write no matter what prompted it!

I loss my nephew to the War in Iraq.... He was scheduled to get out of the military in 5 months....

Thanks for sharing & care.

I so...
Totally....
Agree.........

Peace
Up2Us

Unfortunatly greed is the root of all wars.

Ty for your write Noden


Powerful and True....

Your very welcome all of you!

It was not written without tears streaming down my face.

Noden, thank you for reminding us to whom we should be grateful to for our freedom

Thanks Missy