The smell of death stole my morality and my innocence.
About the time I turned twenty; almost overnight
I’d forgotten how to play peaceful like….
the weapons were real.
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The problem is the younger generation doesn't quite understand what America really means. They take freedom for granted, as if it were normal, ordinary and naturally occurring around the world. It isn't. It requires diligence and maintenance. ~ Sara
The essense of the poem is the first line: 'The smell of death stole my morality and my innocence.' In another sense it stole mortality too as the survivors were societally dead - shunned, unwanted and unloved except by their nearest and dearest. Little wonder many veterans became outcasts... But glory shines from the words: '... a sacrifice I was willing to make along with my band of brothers for a free America... ' ... Lest you forget! Rgds, Ivan
Ted I felt stark rawness with this... and a contemplation view I would never have envisaged or drawn on for myself.. aroha xx PS.. Glad you are still with 'us'
An honest feel to this one Ted, If only we could learn 'before' the act of war had ever been a question? Perhaps none would ever come to be, Take care Ted Love duncan X