James Fraser Poet Rhyme

Embarrassment of Governments

Conflicts of evil
Our soldiers fall
Fathers and sons
Families trawl
 
Their emotions for life
After the fact
Their loved ones
Taken in patriot act
 
Flown home with the flag
Decoration of mourn
Where today they have passed
Colleagues torn
 
Here today
In-turned tomorrow
Hero's them all
Billions of sorrow
 
A new future begins
Loved ones of the lost
For alive they are precious
Not here, pay their cost
 
Pentagon, Senate
Parliament, Commons
Many of the lost
Have nothing to live on
 
Proud to enlist
As they die for their flag
Governments embarrassment 
As they continue to drag
 
We have murderer's in jail
Roaming our streets
Hero's family taxes
Puts shoe's on their feet
 
This picture tells me
Somethings so wrong
You can die for your country
But they won't play along
 
 
" inspired by the line in Disposable Wisdom, by Carolyn Devonshire >
                       Annie received little compensation "

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Yoni Dvorkis May 25, 2009 at 8:46 PM And here I was talking about untainted heroes in my last comment. I would defect to Antarctica before I ever join the armed forces. Some people, even on this site, will call me a commie sympathizing hippie or something. I just don't want to kill people. I would think no ones really does. I would think it'd be the absolute last resort. Great work James. Interesting inspiration also - Yoni

Nathan Leccese May 22, 2009 at 2:30 PM Powerful! I was in the AirForce for 4 years. I know exactly what you are talking about here. Great job! Nate

Carolyn Devonshire May 22, 2009 at 10:33 AM You always amaze me with the power in your writes, James. Very astute observation that our freedom fighters' dollars are used to incarcerate felons, but the heroes' families have to struggle to survive. Surely there IS something wrong with this picture! Excellent poem, my Highland friend. Love, Carolyn

Christopher Higgins May 22, 2009 at 9:53 AM You are right my brother they won't play along because those toy soldiers like others to figh their battles while they sit from the bleachers and bark instructions..this is a wonderful write..your heart sat with your fingers and wrote this piece..well done friend.