Dark Veterans Day Poems

The data breach came on quite suddenly 
I saw her standing there dark skinned ashy 
knees she was after my identity strangest 
feeling this crime...

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It began as quickly as the first arson 
murder of 8 only this time Ciro Gargano 
a wannabe crime boss used car salesman 
video game...

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Spawn Variant, with powers unheard,
With magic and strength, your every word.
Shadows and darkness, your timeless reign,
Variant shows a world that's not in vain.

With flick of...

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Say, oh!
			It must be some sort of a Day!
			Streets are bristling in baskets and laughter.
			Shop fronts floating in banners,
			and somewhere....
			The concrete under our feet
			Throbs with...

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She walks ancient canyons 
twisted steel monolithic spires.
Racing high her memory clouded 
gray sky leadened in pain.
Like someone quietly loosen their hair 
Let storms gather...

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All is still and quiet on the drill pad.
Even night still sleeps at zero dark-thirty.
Celestial bodies lend their light, but sparingly.
Though their contribution will hardly...

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La Drang valley 65 
with air support we stay alive 
The VC out number 5  to 1 
The Lz X ray over run 
the...

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As I see it there is no cure
Meds can help that's for sure
But meds can make things alot worse
Mental health is a real bad curse

The...

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hey momma hows things still sucks here  Eddy and Franky are both dead 
Im more scared than ever momma I just signed up to...

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Come on boys' sign your name, train them, and send them out to fight. 
Praise them once a year, let 22 die with a red...

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This is my declaration,
This is where I take my stand,
A Citizen, a Veteran ,A Grown Ass Man
The things I see daily
Came as a total surprise,
A...

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Brutality

Ambushed outside a village
some of the enemy were killed
their bodies tied to our tracks
to drag back trough the village
there to stay as a warning;
our unit...

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DEROS

There is great relief when a tour ends
and you are processed out of the unit;
addresses exchanged and goodbyes done
all thought is about the Freedom Bird
and...

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PTSD

My nightmares are violent;
rifle jammed frustratingly dead,
broken stock useless as a club,
only a k-bar knife and free hand
reaching for those darting figures
leaping over my fighting...

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ESSAY ON DRUMS

The drum sounds slowly its cadence
the beat, beat, beat marks a march
and through the air reverberates.

The tramp of a company at quick time,
arms...

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