The Flight of Evil Thoughts
Twas’ a war full of foul language,
Whether it be said aloud or kept hidden in the minds,
In the minds of politicians, soldiers, and citizens.
The language,
Is directed towards the flight of democracy,
And the descent of communism,
Now we may blindlessly go along with the current trajectory,
But today I do not conform,
For today I lift my voice aloud,
In the pursuit to end the needless bloodshed.
To let the President execute,
His own agenda,
Is like letting a man with a checkers background,
Dictate the strategies of a chess match.
As a soldier I leave my loved ones.
I am forced to fight people who have never harmed me.
I don’t wish to,
I don’t ask to,
I am forced to by those who are higher above.
Ignorance has no place neither here nor there,
For that is a statement all men,
Whether they speak foul or nah can agree upon.
How many
lives need be forgotten before the toll to pay is too high?
How much
destruction must ensue in Vietnam before the ignorance may be revealed?
The endless bombardment
of artillery must flutter through our nightmares before we realize.
We stand united in the thought,
That sending men,
Sending them to spread our ideals,
Will make others “better”,
But we fail to acknowledge the inhumanity of the actions.
Man may never remove itself from the cycle of destruction,
But there is still hope,
For the morality of the silent,
Whether they be the majority or nay,
Will ALWAYS overcome the austerity of the situation.
May we fly above the cruelty of mankind,
And into the nest of peace and unity,
And Fly away from the Evils of the Vietnam War.
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