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My Brother

My brother is and will always be my Memorial Day Of course I will always respect every warrior that fought let's say My brother joined the Marines to get away from our mother at seventeen she was mean, mentally ill, bossy, and out of her mind in between so serving his country during the Vietnam War felt better to him leaving all of us behind, going over there with the body count wasn't a whim we all cried as he went out the door mom cried the most and I was just floored because she yelled and screamed at him all of the time but today looked like she loved him so much and wanted him to stay behind if he knew this and didn't have to think that she didn't care for him his journey may have been so much better with more care and begin to think of her differently like a loving mom then when he was detecting land mines and hearing bombs he may have been more comforted by love looking at the stars up above wearing peanut butter on his feet in the monsoon season as not give the rats a reason to bite his flesh and hurt they could drive you berserk and the tunnels pray tell they were a living hell they would come out anytime no reason no rhyme hand grenades in hand blow you up on their land It was always a dangerous situation you never knew when injury was a completion you'd blacken your face up and find a tree and sit real still and listen to everything carefully because one wrong move could mean your life so you had to be super aware to all the facts before you could go to sleep for a matter of minutes perhaps a little longer if your lucky things sure aren't the same since that plane ride all the way from Kentucky so they put their helmets on their rifles in case they were shot at they'd think that was their head and they would miss them flat out right was the goal only some of them knew and some of them snuck around to the front of you to blow off your real head and shatter you and if anyone say "medic" they'll shatter them too it's just too destructive being there you're a trained killer and it just isn't fair You don't believe in Memorial Day, you say? Don't stay in the states, we should run you away too many men gave their lives for you to keep you free we should throw you in prison lock the door and get rid of the key this celebrates men like my brother, my cousins, good men that didn't come back the audacity of you to talk bad about this day, disrespect them, the deck was stacked not in their favor, believe me, we should've sent guys like you, their bodies hacked to scare them, I wish I could scare you no your not even worth it to do anything to drop down to your kind just remember when you look behind you, proud men gave you freedom believe it or not you ignorant bastard you must have forgot your daddy, your grandpa, somebody you know fought a war for you and us and you show no respect to the rest Happy Memorial Day! Thanks to all you Women and Men whom keep and kept us safe

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 5/25/2015 10:50:00 PM
A blessing to read, Faith, love the poem. Hope you had a wonderful Memorial Day filled with warmth, pride, and togetherness. love **SKAT**"
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