War in my mind

by Rich   May 28, 2006


Coffee black and mist of the morning
Waking sun as I wait for the world to catch up
Drifting off to another life, full of the obscene
Shake my head to clear my thoughts

Hands still scarred from man's evil war
The mind plays tricks wanting to forget
Watch the birds do they even notice
Watch the kids do they even care

Witness the cruel, the unthinkable and drive on
Why doesn't anyone listen
Why doesn't anyone care
Why is my mind still there

Sometimes I think about my time in the Marines and find myself lost in the things I've seen. Most are good memories - but some - I wish I could forget.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Torn

    Wow, love it rich.
    I just wanted to read more, although extremely depressing and deep...you expressed those feelings brilliantly.
    Thankyou for your comments, they mean so much.
    Xoxox

  • 17 years ago

    by loretta Taylor

    As always, a wonderful poem. I have never experienced war,but understand the senseless torture and pain all to well. War molested you soul, a man molested my body. Horror is horror no matter the vessel it comes in.

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