War

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The Guard

Pushing us like cattle
Treating us worse than any animals.
There's arrogance in his swagger...

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TOM "GINGER" NEIL

TOM "GINGER" NEIL

What a very upsetting and sad occasion it is today
One of the last remaining fighter pilots has...

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The Prisoners of War

The Prisoners of War

Standing there behind the wire fence
staring at their cold hearted guards
dressed in old...

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Morale

Recuperation and rest ,
deemed whats best .
To recover from the mess .
The hard...

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Gunshot Victim

Bang! 9mm bullet impales my stomach,
How can one stomach the gore of war.

Bang! Another rips...

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The big man with big hands...

The big man with big hands and a crooked smile...A love story well sort of ..by jude kyrie

The man with a crooked smile and big hands
By
jude kyrie

A long long time ago
...

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RETURN TO NAM....A short...

RETURN TO NAM....A short story by jude kyrie

It was more than a lifetime ago,
I was just 17 back then across the faded years
amost 50...

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As the bombs fell a child...

As the bombs fell a child is born. A true story by jude kyrie


AS THE BOMBS FELL A CHILD IS BORN.
A TRUE STORY
BY JUDE KYRIE

The night I was...

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Wounded Skies

Wounded Skies

Within a world of wounded skies
Battle hymns
And soldiers cries
Lies a peace for which...

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Some become, some end.

Some become, some end.

What's beautiful now,
Started as blood and filth;
What's peaceful now,
Was once a war...

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Hope

Hope

This wooden harp carved by the gods, is gently stroked by her.
With her golden locks that unlock her...

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WAR (Veterans Day)

WAR (Veterans Day)

In the dawns ealy light the rockets red glare as the bombs going off,
As the boys come marching in...

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~This Aching Abyss~

~This Aching Abyss~

~This Aching Abyss~


Reality betrays me
Eludes me
I slip & slide...

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In Fiddler's Field

In Fiddler's Field

The ancient graves sit silent – still,
upon the hill
in Fiddler's Field,
old bones...

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Torn Apart

Beneath the dry blood on a soldiers hands
lies his mother’s fingerprint
his mother has her...

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Hitler

Germany lost world war one leaving them embarrassed and feeling bitter
they were made to sign a...

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Why can't they see?

Why can't they see?

If I’d been born in 1840; I mighta been from old New York
Wearin’ blue at Fort Blakely, or fightin’...