Perspective Poem by Scott Martin

I sit at home a cloudy day, thinking of these times
A virus spreads throughout the world, deaths continue to climb
I feel sorry for all involved, I think of family and friends
I begin to stare and wonder, will this ever end

My day's grow long and lonely, as there isn't much to do
I try and read books daily, and listen to some tunes
Watch a lot of movies, and do some poetry
Fix myself some meals, and watch some more TV

One night while I was sleeping, I had an uncommon dream
A kind I've never had before, almost like a scheme
In my dream I was sitting, with a chair in front of me
Almost like I was waiting, but no one did I see

Minutes later I saw a boy, maybe around eighteen
The fear in his eyes, is something I've never seen
He sat down in the chair, and laid his rifle down
Took off his rugged helmet, and holster of reddish brown

He said I've heard of your struggles, with this virus abound
It seems your world has halted, and silence is the sound
It must be very difficult, to be home all alone
With no one to talk to, except on your telephone

It does seem inconvenient, to live in such a time
To be in a lock-down, when you never committed a crime
But I would gladly trade you places, if you'd like you see
For tomorrow I hit the beaches, on the land of Normandy

I know in the morning, the fear will be immense
And when I board the landing craft, the situation intense
I know my odds are meager, to see my mom again
But my country needs me now, to defeat this worldly sin

You see my brother was killed, on the 7th of December
I assume you folks today, do still remember
You see him and I, had such a close knit bond
And here I am today, to try and right this wrong

Well I must go now, and try and get some rest
Please say a prayer for me, and wish me the very best
He picked up his stuff, and slowly walked away
To soon become a part of, the invasion called D-Day

I soon awoke that morning, tears were in my eyes
It's hard to admit, a lengthy time I cried
But then I heard a voice, saying wipe off your face
To struggle now and then, is truly no disgrace

You know I made you have that dream, so you could understand
That many endure much more than you, like the boy soon on the sand
I do feel your pain right now, of what you're going through
For I know you remember, that I went through it too

And I did it for all mankind, whether they believed in me or not
Cause you know I love everyone, just like my father taught
Just remember stay close to me, and have me in your sight
And like I've told you before Scott, everything will be Alright