Ain't no f*****g good war.

Can't allow the hate and fear to overcome us. World been the same for a long time. Must dance and love. Never know when it is time to go.

Ain't no f*****g good war.


Old WW2 Vet  sat alone.
He raised his glass to the sky.
He looked at an empty seat.
"To the good war my friend."
He drinks his shot of whiskey.
"Whisper ain't no f*****g good war. "
He put his face into his hands.


Father had his ribbons and awards over the fireplace from the Korea war.
We watched war movies together.
He was the hero who always saved me.


On the weekend he would drink his rum.
Late at night I would sit with him.
He would talk to dead buddies left in the Korean dirt.
He would tell me.
"No war is worth a s**t."


Old Vietnam Vet was dying.
The agent orange had made him 110 pounds.
The VA won't see him anymore.
The VA told him nothing they can do.
I sat with him and listen.
He told me he volunteers and was proud.
He thought he was doing the right thing.
He looks me in the eyes and whisper "All my friends are dead.
I will see them soon."


 "What will I tell them?
Did the War have any reason?
Was it just a f*****g grave filled with hate?"


I try to put myself in the places where living another day is your goal.
 Being hungry and needing medical care.
 Watching their world fall apart around them.


I go to graves of good friends.
 They died in Iraq for the hatred of the Bush's years.
I whisper "f**k these wars."


                              Coyote

Author's Note

I understand we need to protect our borders. You want a good story. Find a dark corner in hidden bar. Old Vets can make you cry.
Coyote

Reviews

[universe-explorer]

I was in Hamburg, one night. There was little local fair on the alstair. The fair ended at 2300, and everybody left. It was a coldish autumn night. I was bit lonely. I decided to run around the fairground once more.


So I did, and I bumped into the group of hispanics, who pulled me in there dance, because they thought it's summer (late september, north germany), it's spain (Hamburg). A lot many people, drunken, non drunken etc also encircled us.

Soon this had to end, because you are not allowed to shout in Germany after 2200 hours. I was alone again.

One man picked me up, a hopeless drunkard, and landscape garden designer. He grabbed my shoulder, and we patrolled the whole night in Hamburg suburbs till 0400 next morning.

The only thing apart from his intro to me he said is "kreig ist immer schiße" - That translates to "war is always s**t"

Why can't the aristocrats who runs the politics, and who's footsteps rock the corporate hamburg (and the rest of the world) learn from this hopeless drunkard? Why can't everybody learn from him?

Germans ww2 vets do not want to talk easily - but when they talk, I start feeling why do I even exist, tell you the story later :-s

[Stacey Watts]

This was an amazing piece. Everytime I read your words you open my mind to the things I sadly enough do not think enough about. Thank you for writing these words to help others see the way the world really is. Your words always honor the people who are the real heros. That is very comendable.

[An owl on the moon]

This washes over one like dark waves.. Powerful.. honest.. gripping.. Why? The question stirs over and over... War.. have we not progressed at all as humanity? Only bigger warfaring machinations... God help us all...

[Phibby Venable]

wonderful writing. there is too much neglect of vets. they have
their stories of the things they did for country that they would
never consider doing in civilian life. sometimes the two clash in
their minds. i love your compassion and depth here.

[ice]

Gentle trickster
This is powerful poem. I have spent all of my adult life speaking out against this nonsense..and still it goes on...still today even young vets make me cry..
"f**k these wars."
I have also had enough of them.
ice

[Alvin L. Kathembe]

Touching and very true poem...I wa particularly moved by "...just a grave filled with hate...' theres perhaps nothing more chilling than the veteran sitting alone, talking to the silent apparitions of absent friends...brilliant and thought-provoking.

[A.hasnain]

I like the way you have framed emotion through colloquial language and emotive phrases and I absolutely love the way you 've ended it! On a suspense note that grabs the readers attention and gets us thinking well done :) x

[Beth Wilcox]

I loved this. Very touching and emotional..

[Dane Osborne]

An amazing piece. The madness behind the goverment's ploy to keep that defense industry money machine rolling. This had a deceptive depth and humanity that i've come to appreciate about your work. Well done.

[Day's-eye]

This is really sad. You do a good job of showing how these men feel and how the poet feels to listen to them tell about the wars they fought and lost their frineds in

[A]

Wars are the ugliest act of humanity, i loved your poem really, and if you ask yourself what was the actual reason for Iraq war you'd say because the dictator had nuclear weapons and guess what!! he didn't have s**t! All wars are not justified humanity is just getting into a war with itself, the only time it's justified for you to get into a war when somebody is attacking your own country and has already started destroying it, not protecting the boundaries crap! You start a war to prevent " a very far possible " one, It's just stupid and crazy, dreadfulness is present in so many ways, Amen for no more wars, no more victims from any country.