Sacrifice and blasphemy

Freedom is very costly.

                                     FREEDOM

                            I will never forget freedom.
                            Just promise
                            Please promise
                            That you never forget me.

                            (By Poet Dorene Oliver
                            Dedicated to missed friends.)


                   
                        Sacrifice and blasphemy



              Sitting alone in a grave yard.
              By a  missed friend grave. 
              Traces of a good man are still left..
              Forgotten among the wild northern Michigan flowers.


              I remained with him and I lose myself.
              I'm tire.
              I'm tame and sober.
              Trying to remember  my friend  face.


              I remember he loved WWF.
              I remember he loved Bud light.
              I remember he loved his two girls.

              My spirit had eroded.
              Veterans come home.
              Broken in heart and spirit.
              They are isolated and misread.  


              Veteran Hospitals.
              Sparse in funds.

             
              Sent soldiers home with prescriptions.


              Tragedy of War.
              Leave shells of men.
              Reflecting on deeds done.


              Shameless Senators and House Representatives.
              Give billions for guns and death.


              Tarnish young men and woman.
              Wallow in misery.
               

              They will rise up.
              Revive their hopes.


              Hear voices of missed comrades.
              Must go forward.
              For their friends who cannot go on.


              My friend's smile and laughter I remember.
              He would tell me.
              Get up dumb a*s.
              You be alright.


              Please remember the soldiers.
              Over 300,000 Soldier are standing tall for us.


              Remember Veterans on election day.
              Vote out these Senators and House representative.
              Who don't support the returning Veterans.
 
                               Coyote

Author's Note

I still go the nearest bar and drink one beer a month to lost friends. They are missed by me and their family.

Reviews

[Nayan]

How felt, touching tribute and remembrance! You are true when you say...
"Tragedy of War.
Leave shells of men.
Reflecting on deeds done.

Shameless Senators and House Representatives.
Give billions for guns and death."

and

"Please remember the soldiers.
Over 300,000 Soldier are standing tall for us.

Remember Veterans on election day.
Vote out these Senators and House representative.
Who don't support the returning Veterans."

Its our moral duty to remember them, their families and make them remembered too... who gave their most precious thing - their lives - for us to live happily and peacefully!

[Bear]

all words upon this page are GOOD and FINE!! To remember those lost is of utmost importance!! Taking the tme to thank and chat with those who've returned is a must as well and I try to say thanks to those I cross paths with and listen to them for as long as they care to speak. Thanks for the reminder!!

[Haifa]

It was so touching, my eyes tearing.. I just remember some of people that I have lost not in the war but in my real life from accidents or died without reason. we all will die but its really hard to lose close friends or close people we knew. Be strong.
Well done.
Haifa

[Sabriel09]

Awesome!

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I like this. It is a great poem. It is enjoyable to me. :)

[Ellen Tylor]

A nice tribute. Watch your grammar.

[Simpleasures]

Great tribute. I don't take my freedom lightly.

[Kyle]

This was really magnificent.
I liked it.
It makes you stop and think too, about it all. Like how we should support and stop being so self-centered.
It was fabulous, and at the same time emotion-filled.

[Tate Morgan]

Never so alive a when in war with friends

[Revolutionary]

My dad was special forces Vietnam .He Totaled out his car on leave to try to kill him self.He lived without a scratch.So the military put him on a special team in Alaska driving Vehicles off cliffs.He drove a tank across a frozen desert he said on a little bottle of gas.He was so excited when he got there,but his superiors were not.They told him that they had hoped the technology would not work.
He is Dying now.He has some sort of Parkinson disease .He stays up all night on morphine writing.He thinks he is writing a book of the bible.I t is sad.Any ways this poem hit home.It is not as much a poem as a profound tale.

[Rose]

"My spirit had eroded.
Veterans come home.
Broken in heart and spirit.
They are isolated and misread."
Those lines touched my heart! I hate and love reaind poems about soldiers because it makes me appreciate so much more what they do for us!

Thank you for sharing this with me

Yours truly, Rose