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Death Was an Awakening

Yes death was an awakening We did not realize we carried it with us Until our smiles were wiped clean And the laughter had stopped It did not take long. Vietnam was life game changer We had been thrust into jungles As GI Joe’s, ready to kick some butt Instead, we were the ones being kicked. As trigger explosions were going off and our friends were dying We realized that death was waking us up Begging for our full attention which we gave For there is nothing like the horrors of war To shake an eighteen-year-old out of his cocoon of innocence To take his invincible attitude and twist it behind his back. War is hell and death is the rude awakener

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Date: 5/27/2020 9:46:00 AM
Caren, This is a sad testament to an innocence lost. Proof that modern conventional warfare is anything but. Well written for all ages. -Richard
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/27/2020 10:17:00 PM
Thank you Richard; I know that the youngest, brightest and poorest are often used as fodder so that some in power can gain oil and other natural resources, and it makes me ever so sad.
Date: 5/26/2020 8:35:00 AM
Another serious one Caren...I like the idea you have...Death the Awakener
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Date: 5/26/2020 1:14:00 PM
It truly is!