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A Hero

Barley a man when he went off to war not really sure what he was fighting for To serve his country he knew for sure, unaware of the suffering he would later endure He worked hard to put on a brave face, but he couldn't imagine a more horrible place So often afraid of losing his life, he would cling to the thought of his son and his wife When he came home it was an answered prayer, it was due to the illness he'd received over there Whatever the reason he was finally home He had a six week old son of his very own He tried to work and live a normal life He later married his second wife They had two kids, that made him three From this sickness he couldn't get free He was completely disabled, he couldn't work His pain was getting worse and worse He'd had many surgeries and there were more to come It attacked his liver, colon and lungs He never spoke of the horror he'd seen His brain must have felt so unclean He never bragged about the Purple Heart The illness was tearing his body apart He wasn't perfect, that much is true but imagine all that he went through He died when he was only fifty seven I hope God saved a place for him in Heaven

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Date: 8/7/2017 1:26:00 PM
Nice piece Nikki, well constructed with good rhyme.
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Date: 8/6/2017 6:17:00 PM
poignant but touchng poem, Nikki.
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Date: 8/6/2017 5:14:00 PM
Hi Nikki, a strong poem with depth and meaning. Its a subject I have written about myself, the Futility of War. I particularly like your Couplet, its fast paced and a good read, thanks for sharing, kind regards, Kevin PS check the spelling on your first word
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