Poem -
Hostage
Coming upon a meadow
I smell the country
dirt beneath my feet
In confusion
I ponder as to where
the tracks have gone
Judging by your eyes
I assume it is only
a few clicks away
Facial Expressions
are now my
roadmap
as you have
chosen
a vow
of silence
Initially
you came across
as a welcoming
friend
though we
both know
you have always
been my adversary.....
There is no good guy
or bad guy here
just different
operations
being sought
Your own fears
or objectives
are not
my concern
as my country's
security
is my
mission...........................
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Comments
I did not serve in Vietnam but I used the visual as it was close to the picture I was trying to portray. It could be any place though, war brings mistrust and awareness. Thanks Cheri!
It matters little if you're fighting in the jungles of "The 'Nam", the stinging sands of Afghanistan, or an island paradise like Grenada where I saw combat.
You gotta be able to rely on the guys around you to help get you through and they have to be able to rely on you as well.
War is hell (cliche, I know), and war is wickedly evil. But sometimes wars must be waged for the greater good of all.
Well done yet again Greg.
~Dean ??️
Thank You fellow veteran
You're very welcome, Greg.
~Dean
Hello Greg...
If we weren't so dumb our Soldiers could live and not be buried for their effort in protecting us from ourselves...
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
Hugs...
sparrowsong