Short Tour Of Duty Poems

Duress and death and flies persist
but I can't rest, or I won't rise

While on I press, relays of mist
that graze beside me now and then,
make red my dead and distant eyes
but raise my listing head again

Unhinged, ashamed, yet still servile,
I aim and brave men atomize
to ginger haze around me, while
ghosts and grenades fill the skies......

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A couple years after earning a G.E.D.
He came home from a tour of duty.
Sporting a tattoo and a pair of war eyes.
(2 black jellybeans where there once were stars).

One day the shine in those stars was displaced.
When his closest grunt friend got blown away via an I.E.D. 
Rigged by a teenage Asp, slithering in a blistered land.
Dreaming only in the colors of death....

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Remember, remember,
the 11th of September,
the Bush administration's conspiracy and plot.
I know of no reason,
why the Bush administration's treason,
should ever be forgot.

I have never served a tour of duty in the military,
but to this very day I struggle with PTSD.
I was one of the first responders during the 9/11 tragedy.
The horrid images in my mind I will never be able to un see....

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