Whom Are These Wounded Soldiers-

some have no feet, yet they dance; some are closed minded yet they chance; others have hands yet they can't write; some don't have tongues they speak not; ~ others are parables; some have ears yet they can't hear; Who, whom am I to judge; They have hearts yet they don't love; ~ Who are these wounded soldiers; some have eyes yet can't see; some have noses but can hardly breathe; Who are those voices words inside my head; some are alive yet are really dead; ~ others are parables; some have ears yet they can't hear; Who, whom am I to judge; They have hearts yet they don't love; ~ Who are these wounded soldiers; so deserving boys/men going off onto war; to a war a different world than this one they go in no fear; some are shot, wounded, scared for life; maimed, injured, some evening dying leaving mothers, fathers, children and wife ~ others are parables; some have ears yet they can't hear; Who, whom am I to judge; They have hearts yet they don't love; ~ Who are these wounded soldiers; Who whose am I Who are they, those wounded soldiers in my life? 8/16/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2021