The Pain is ended, forgotten, and peace is finally here. The world has vanished and so has the battlefield which disappeared.
With eyes that witnessed humanity at its worst as bombs and rockets exploded in ever bloody bursts.
A soldier finally shuts his eyes to see a better place, one without the suffering created by the human race.
The fortunes of a dead soldier are only understood when they are gone, as misery and suffering have vanished and only remembered within past sung songs.
Those who survive only discover the war never ends, with a mind that recalls all the battles and screams while in dreams sees the death of brothers and of friends.
For War is more a political fallout and a failing from leaders which once had our trust, with Generals waiting to be tested to only see their soldiers become forgotten heroes soon turned to dust.
We have failed, the world has gone wrong, as war keeps the leaders playing chess while the sacrificed only live through memories of the ones who have been left alone.
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This poem is written in support of our soldiers who fight for honor, for our country, and for the freedoms we have come to take for granted. We risk nothing as we keep buying our Ipods, cell phones, and eat out whenever we can. Still, you can hear people talk about how bad the economy is and how hard we have it. "Stop pissing and moaning", you have your life, you have your family!
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