The Long Way Home Poem by Chris Embrick

Out my back door a peaceful stroll
Deep in the forest searched my soul
With God I sought to be alone
Today, I took the long way home.

So far from home this distant shore
My soul is weary of this war
Two years seems like a life-time gone
I dreamed about the long way home.

I do not hate but kill when near
Men just like me who live with fear
With little sleep, to danger prone
I walked again, the long way home.

From my death bed, a peaceful stroll
Today, I took the long way home.