Tears in the Sand
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There was a time not so long ago
When I was not the man you know
A very different version of me
That most will likely never see
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And in that there is a hopeful good
Karma unforgiven even if it could
A time of such moral insanity
Riddled with crimes against humanity
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Employed in a machine made to kill
Haunted by the memories still
The only excuse to make it just
It was either them or it was us
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But that is the great hypocrisy
Of the oft repeated fallacy
Their wrongs I would never know
Just evil because someone said so
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You can wrap it up in the flag
Or some patriotic hashtag
But just because you know the song
Doesn’t mean you must sing along
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Each action taken by choice
Pretending I had no other voice
I did what was ordered of me
Now chained to gifted misery
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A loved brother and son to family
And all those things he maybe
But gladly would I take his life
My contribution to continued strife
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If amidst the dry and sandy sea
They could sit right across from me
Would we still kill one another
Or would we have seen a brother
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I’d like to think as individuals
We would have set some new rules
A new course could then be found
Finding human common ground
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Yet no matter how we wish it true
This flaw in man resists subdue
A hatred fanned so steadily
By men who take lives so readily
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Around the world we would roam
Told we were protecting our home
But in this barren stretch of sand
It is they who fight for homeland
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If the fight beset our own shore
Deadly evil knocking on our door
Maybe I would better understand
All those tears shed in the sand
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so tragically and beautifully said by one who knows
Thank you, Beth!
Brad, I shed tears reading this. Thank you for just everything. My heart can feel your words. ❤️
Thank you, Karla! I hope you are feeling well and staying positive.
You’re welcome, Brad. Yes, my mental game, and spiritual strength, is strong. Without going into detail, I think I was made for this moment. ❤️
Brother, you and all of your brothers-in-arms live with these thoughts and questions long after your time actively serving our country is over. My heart aches knowing of this strife that you carry and knowing that I cannot begin to imagine how heavy its weight. I hope you know that those of us whom you fought in serving our country do not hold you personally responsible for the things you were commanded to do. Love you and will always be proud of your service!
Thanks sis! Your support and love mean everything. Love you!
Very well said my friend! All the best.
Thank you, my brother-in-arms!
You’re very welcome!
Oh, Brad, this broke my heart. Not because of you, but for you. I wish that I could comfort you, but I know there is nothing I could do or say to ever take away those feelings. Only those who have experienced it can truly understand all the meaning behind your words. Saying “Thanks for your service,” doesn’t seem to be the “right thing” to say, but what else does one say to a vet? I’m not grateful for your painful memories, but I am eternally grateful for my freedom. I have never believed war is the answer, because I firmly believe only love can conquer hate, but I do not blame you or anyone else for obeying orders. Perhaps if our elected officials fought alongside our soldiers, things would change. Know that I adore you! The man you used to be has guided you to the man you are today, and I am eternally proud and irrevocably lucky to call him my friend. Sending you so much love. ❤🌹
Kristian, thank you for your kind thoughts and warm love. “Thanks for your service” is all a vet really needs to hear. The simple recognition of their choice to serve the greater good and place themselves in peril simply because they love their country and the people in it. But it is I who is lucky to have a friend like you. I am sending love to you in return. It is wrapped in rainbow paper and being delivered by unicorn!
I feel that love. Let’s just say we are both lucky.
Beautiful ❤🌹
Thank you kindly!
❤❤
What a heavy burden to carry!
Made lighter by the kindness and love of the people around me. People just like you, Pete!
This is a beautiful piece, it’s no wonder I have never really understood how to talk to someone who has served. Are used to always think soldiers in the airport for their service especially when in uniform. Then I read an article about how some soldiers really don’t like people to do that. Your poem reminded me of the World War One Armistice where the German and the French song Christmas carols together on Christmas Eve. Thank you for sharing this and your heartfelt feelings that went into this beautiful piece. Have a blessed day, Jonikins
Thank you, Joni. I always thank veterans and service members when I see them. I am not sure where they scrounged service members up for that article, but I can assure you they are the vast minority.