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CRIMEZONE in Poetry & Free Verse

22 a day….

Honorable boys and girls

Sculpted into men and women

In the short order of weeks

Sent to lands not our own

Brothers and sisters in arms

Doing deeds of other men

Seeing the worst

Of so called humanity

Leaving scars so deep

Feelings of why.

Fallacies of inadequacy

Leading to doubts

Of one’s intestinal fortitude, thoughts of “This world would be better off”Without them in it

Believing the lies

Told by ones mind

They close their eyes,…..One last time……

Just wanting to be accepted

But feeling so different

Some, just kids at the time

They were taught to kill

Now spit out into the world

With no real help they

Turn to substances

To quiet the noise

Of war left in their heads

The phrase echoing inside

“Fall back on your training”

Our training never taught us

How to deal with this, but taught us How to survive, How to kill

And how to wage war

But not these feelings.

I want you to know, you

Yes you

The one having thoughts of ending yourselves

This world IS better with you

In it

I promise you it is better with you in it

We are misunderstood by the

Civilian sector

They don’t understand why

We do things we do

They always say things like

“Thank you for your service” but I’ve rarely heard

“Thank you for your sacrifice” some say “You were in war, your a hero” we are no hero’s, we celebrate the “Hero’s” because they didn’t make it home.

Yes we may not have lost our lives

In war, but for some we have lost our minds, the real battle comes after combat, after all the bloodshed and the “after action reports”

That battle is one in our own minds.

If this is you my brothers and sisters in arms, please I beg of you, find someone to talk to,

I know this is hard, but we were forged in the crucible, we know what hard is.

Please don’t join the 22 a Day club.

I am 21 years or older.