How long have you waited,
for the memories to cease?
How long have you suffered,
as they took piece by piece?
I’ve seen the emotional anguish,
in your heart and in your eyes.
I’ve heard the horrid events,
on the news and thru your lies.
You tell me it wasn’t that bad,
as the media described it to be.
You tell me that living in Iraq,
was a small price paid to be free.
But I don’t see you liberated;
I see a man who’s lost and alone.
Still under attack each night;
silently residing in a combat zone.
Our lives have forever changed,
your heart has turned to black.
Suffering by yourself in solitude,
as you wait for the next attack.