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Does the War Ever Really End
A moment stauls... Somewhere in between What shall always be... Known as my lost and forever hour Where I wake to sounds of thrashing rains A clock sits staring, ticking and tocking My own darkness illuminating lightning Distant thunder following her in shame Although, throes of raven blackness Slumber holds on to the pitch But, I pass through limbo hallways of surreal Stumbling forth in directions by my blinded feel itch Walls of lucid memories like dripping paint Begin to lapse deep into the younger years And creaking footfalls shatter their echo Of certian remembered fears "Ah" deja vu sounds the alarm even further Cracks from father’s room, is the ceiling leaking? Into my little ears I'm more awake As I hear the faint famaliar tears of weeping My curiosity ever stronger than before And innocent eyes through doorways peer It’s the war again; Mom said he tried... To leave it all behind, but still it's always there And the storm's outside, but in a booming violence Rushes back surreal into the unforgotten killing The death, its experiences still locked up Within his mind never free or escaping A heroes love is his strength Protecting me from a world with terrible pains But, somehow I’ve learned to understand That he needs his son, to calm his troubled angst And silently I step Inching slowly towards him And nestle up within his trembling hands Tugging upon one sleeve whispering "Dad, oh dad?" “God has sent me here” I say directly in his ear Quieter now “To love you” My tone gentle to his needs Wiping away his tears He whispers back... “I know” And picks me up, relieved And in turn we face the scene Of a passing storm into silence As the rain seems alive to notice Stopping to watch our mends in evanescence We are somewhat aware we are within God's presence Looking to each other with a shrug And then my dad holds me up Giving this boy the biggest hug Beneath the returning quiet And the ambience of moonray light He carries me back to my room And places me into bed amid the last flash of white Pulls the blankets up Knowing this will comfort me And I’ll never forget the words He said so effortlessly “One day... You will have a son Always let him know you love him And your bond will never end” Again I wake, this time To the sounds of an apologetic rain The lightening has ceased its battle And the thunder it no longer blames I unwind the blanket And uncover and sit Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes Awake, on the edge of bed Was this a dream? Or a twist of fate reality? I ponder, running fingers through my hair And, merely reflect upon it Then I realize… I was not alone Dad is watching, not far away And I know one day, I'll see him soon, after heaven's gates
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