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Salvation comes with a far greater sacrifice than blind faith and car-wash fundraisers

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Salvation comes with a far greater sacrifice than blind faith and car-wash fundraisers

Travelling to a foreign land,
engaging in a cause not rightfully yours to join,
illegally taking up arms
with a desperate desire to save baby orphans
(only to dig them into the ground anyway);
is a life-altering experience.

There is an old line which goes something like:
"A part of my soul died on that cold, November morn."

But, such an experience can have the opposite effect entirely.
Yes! An experience such as this
can re-kindle a passion within,
so that every single particle,
every minute of each passing hour,
feels like a sacred gift -
the most sacred gift imaginable.

Yet upon returning home from such an experience,
after being grilled by Internal Affairs,
threatened with charges of International Treason,
Subterfuge and Espionage(but in the end,
you were only trying to save baby orphans
that you had to dig into the ground anyway,
so Internal Affairs drops the charges, telling you to scram),
you are inevitably slapped across the face
with an inescapable new reality....

....everyone appears to be whining and complaining
about the most trivial things,
as if everyone simultaneously feels wronged.

And this is wot you feel compelled to do:
you want to take these whiners,
transport them one-by-one
back to the foreign land with you.
After they see living skeletons
drag themselves across the dirt,
moaning, groaning, pleading for a drop of clean water, 
a miniscule morsel of food,
you hand the whiner a gun,
point toward an ominous dust-cloud on the horizon,
and this is wot you say:

"See the dust-cloud moving closer towards us.
It is filled with psychopathic horsemen.
These psychopathic butchers are wielding bayonets, machetes and Kalashnikovs.
If you and I do not successfully kill these mad horsemen,
they are going to chop apart all of the baby orphans
congregated in the courtyard over there.
Do you see the beautiful baby orphans in the courtyard?
Yes, those are the orphans.
And if we do not successfully defend this camp,
yet somehow survive with our lives,
we are going to spend the rest of the night
digging the baby orphans into the ground.

So, it best be high time you wipe the tears from your face,
stop worrying about how so-and-so called you a loser or wotever,
how your retirement funds appear to be shrinking
and so you won't be able to play as many games
of hitting the little white ball across a course 
fed with enough water to run an entire city.
Forget about your little boo-boo.
Pull-up your chin, straighten that spine,
and start squeezing the trigger like there's no tomorrow."






September 25th, 2011

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  1. Date: 10/19/2014 12:58:00 PM
    Hello, This is a great poem Chris! I have decided to give it a rendition for my Creative Writing course in college. Can you please furnish me with the background of the poem? From the other comments, I guess it's related to some incident where troops died on Easter? Your reply is appreciated! Thanks again for such a great poem! Hopefully, I'll be making everybody else in class get the feels by reciting it appropriately! :)

  1. Date: 4/11/2013 3:38:00 AM
    an experience not too far from one of my own, which brings this poem, close to my heart straight away,, again so well written, so poignant, so visual..so informative... guess i like this Chris,,

  1. Date: 4/10/2013 2:50:00 PM
    When i read these realities..i feel to vomit inthe hupocrits booboo face..Yep those baby orphans could easily be me if i was born in their country..It could have easily.been those boo boo bums who care only about themselves and care only about yheir world of money and power.This goes to my favs Chris..It touches the conscience of course of people who have one to my favs

  1. Date: 4/7/2013 1:13:00 PM
    This is great! Absolutely love it, so much truth, I couldn't have said it better myself. Nicely done! Have a splendid day :)

  1. Date: 4/5/2013 6:30:00 PM
    Wow, what an intense and powerful write. PUtting people like me to shame with that one, Chris. I am a whiner, but trying to just do it with close friends!! I really like it. Gotta scram now. hubbie wants the computer!!

    St.Cross Avatar Rachel St.Cross
    Date: 4/6/2013 12:22:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    ............................"And Don't Forget About That Dust Cloud Mentioned, ........................................... * Knock Knock (
    St.Cross Avatar Rachel St.Cross
    Date: 4/6/2013 12:20:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    ......................."Smile, Put That Comment In Your Secret File Stud, *
  1. Date: 4/5/2013 3:28:00 AM
    Written from the heart. It is a very compelling tale and should be pinned for all to read. Our troops died at Easter (13 of them & many more in critical condition in hospital) because they were sent to train people - people who used children to turn lethal guns on them. Even hardened soldiers (who had survived) reported freezing when they saw children training mortar guns on them.... The perimeters shift and you do what is best to survive - the questions kill you more surely than a bullet does.

    Richards Avatar Suzette Richards
    Date: 4/5/2013 3:29:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    I have reposted The Hike (modified). Thank you for your kind comments on my poetry, Chris. Much appreciated :-)
  1. Date: 4/4/2013 12:52:00 PM
    LOL! No, dont fav it.

    O. Avatar Ruben O.
    Date: 4/9/2013 9:28:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Dont worry ...I won't! : )
    Aechtner Avatar Chris D. Aechtner
    Date: 4/4/2013 11:07:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Why not!? Why shouldn't I fav that particular poem of yours? It's ok if you write rhyming couplets here and there. Don't be shy lol(but please don't write too many rhyming couplet poems....not because you can't write them well, but because there are already enough of them out there :D).
  1. Date: 4/3/2013 7:48:00 PM
    Holy dust cloud!! " with a desperate desire to save baby orphans/(only to dig them into the ground anyway)" Im going to fav this poem, Chris ... one of your best! (...and you have too many!) Great write to re-read and think about it.

    Aechtner Avatar Chris D. Aechtner
    Date: 4/4/2013 11:00:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Ruben, when posting prose poetry such as this on PS, I don't expect many comments, let alone a fav, so thank you kindly. It was nice for me to see. Also, thank you for your overall encouragement.
  1. Date: 4/3/2013 6:49:00 PM
    This is one creative way of telling a true story of what's going on in the world around us. Makes you want to look at life in a different perspective..I've always been a fan of yours Chris!!

    Aechtner Avatar Chris D. Aechtner
    Date: 4/4/2013 10:54:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Pace, let's be mutual fans then, for I have always been a fan of the compassion and appreciation of love and life that you showcase in your poetry.
  1. Date: 4/3/2013 5:07:00 PM
    A lot of truth most people just don't want to hear...great job

    Aechtner Avatar Chris D. Aechtner
    Date: 4/4/2013 10:51:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Thank you, kindly. I am glad if you see the truths concerning how this world is run.