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21 Claps: Dead SoldierMy hopes were depleted,With my wailing sisters cry,A heart borne of guilt,Purged clean.Id breathe out in exasperation,But these wounds wont permit me,To let me live on the outside.I watched my comrades,Whose hearts were strained,Look at my body,And go away into rage.I remember the Sunday of 2005,When a bomb ended this comrades life.I remember it well,As far as I can tell,It was painless,At least thats what I remember.Sadly,I mourn the day of 2005,Cause it is the reason,I no longer am alive.As much as wishes can make you well,Without my body,Only my spirit will dwell.I pray for Sarah,As she comes home tonight.I hope she bars herself from that knife.I know her arms and her wrists are sore,Sarah, please, strike yourself no more.I saw Sarah once again,She knelt down and writhed in agony once again.If only my body had still kept its grace,Would I be there to hold her face,And tell her that it wasnt over.I looked down at C
The POW's PoemThe night swallows my breath,I hide the scars of age with these bangs,My breath slow and quiet,My hope all but preposterous idiocy.I hide the pain behind the glass,Of a fine bottle of Jack Daniels.Give me not your sympathy,But only your ear.Hear me out,As all will be revealed.I pray you understand,My simple, somber words.I stayed behind in a land,Comprised of mines,Rifles, and warfare.No one knew my war was true,No one knew what a warrior has been through.It took me longer than you ever knew,To heal the pain of my own mind.I stayed behind in 97,After indoctrination by the enemy.I stayed allied with him till 99,When his betraying hand had imprisoned me.I cried for help,But thus, there was no answer.I needed aid,But if only they had helped me.I lay sadly underneath the ground,Believing that life was still a part of me,Until the one I hated,Buried me.I was down beneath,Atop a thousand corpses,I couldnt cry,And yet I never wondered