vincent armone

Rookie (1/24/70 / Brooklyn)

Iraq War Poem (1) Writing Mom - Poem by vincent armone

Some once said
hell is the imposiblity of reason
thats whats this place feels like mom hell

We sleep all day mom
and drive all night like ghosts thru the desert
no one talks
no one
talking out here could get you killed
thats as little as it takes

I miss you mom so much
in a half hour
its back to patrol
back to the sand
I may make it home in one piece
but I will never be whole again
none of us will
shit gun fire
dont panic its routine
kiss grandma for me
see you soon
love chris.


Comments about Iraq War Poem (1) Writing Mom by vincent armone

  • Rookie Amber Lapham (12/19/2007 10:25:00 AM)

    Wow that was very touching and from the heart (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 25, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 6, 2011


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