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My Angel My sons on a secret mission full of bravery, loneliness, comradery. His smiling face I miss so dear, now his aloofness is quite so clear. Rich politicians making victims from the military industrial system, as they send out the youth to fight battles they would never send their kids on. Cowards, and hypocrites, selling, negotiating international arms deals to allies that only stab our nation in the back, as they secretly meet behind closed doors to attack. War, organized religion, money, greed, power, commodities are the fall of man. One country flexing their arm muscles while wearing a wife beater shirt; stating that their nuclear weapons are more powerful than the others. A machismo of sorts, taking over the media with no conscious for the real men and women that die and sacrifice for others. Humans are so combative, so ruthless, so ugly, such cowards. The peace loving hippies love to justify their hatred for war. A Justification for a theatrical sort that embraces love through eccentric high brows and their self education appointed by a family lineage of war or peace, of power, or slavery, of hope or despair. I miss his gregarious smile, his witty little jokes, as I await to hear from him; from an island that was once war torn. Killed off by the small pox disease, an island that survived several violent take overs. Once governed by Spain, China, and now America. A super typhoon or two that scared off the locals, and tourists. Where our brave sailors await their destination to an unknown underwater siege, as they place their lives in the hands of their military seniors. Freedom is not free, peace is not peaceful, war is raw, the scared hearts that defend my words in this story, fend off cyber criminals that hold our future, and our presence for ransom. A thorn of crowns that weep for the brave ones, a mother cub , waiting patiently for her eldest to return. In a perplexing state of frenzy, a worried mind, an accelerated heart beat, I see his gregarious smile once again, and I know my angel will return.
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