Final Homecoming

Final Homecoming

A Poem by Adam M. Snow
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I'm on the front line with a friend of mine, The day's a brume, deluge of shards not rain. The sunshine's, darker than black, The sun itself, darker than blood.

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A poem about WWII

 

Final Homecoming
By: Adam M. Snow

 

I'm on the front line with a friend of mine,
The day's a brume, deluge of shards not rain.
The sunshine's, darker than black,
The sun itself, darker than blood.
I'm on the killing fields, never looking back.
I hear rockets blasting, guns blazing,
On a shiver land, once worth saving.
I bluster while bolted, with blood on my hands.
I killed again and again and again.
Can God forgive me of this ongoing sin?
I see a weeping angel, shedding tears,
For the dead and the nameless ones.
I pray salvation, for all dead and gone,
I persist to fight through the red of dawn.
I see a young foe, who's scared as I,
As I shot him down and watched him die.
I stand here frozen, shocked with fear,
Not knowing myself that my end was near.
The dead and ominous silence prevailed,
I did my best yet still I failed.
I'm struck with pain of a bleeding heart,
Fallen to my knees, cold and numb,
Full of fears of death to come,
I've fallen down on this blood taint field.
I watch the slaughter as my death draws near,
My vision's dim, I'm shaking with fear.
"Take me home" my last request.
Place a flag upon my casket
I lay here, my final rest.
God knows, I did my best.

© 2011 Adam M. Snow


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I met many old Soldiers. The combat Veterans who tasted blood and death have a different outlook on life. Some men would die from the war years later. War is measure in seconds. The Soldiers who come home wrapped in USA flags. I believe mourn in heaven till they can see their family again. I believe only peace a Soldier will know is he will be with his brothers. Maybe some peace in the mist of other Soldiers in a place of peace. A sad ending to a excellent poem. I pray for the days when young woman and men won't learn death before life.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


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That was amazing. I really began to feel emotions flowing at the end. And I think that you really captured the emotions of the soldiers during that time. Keep up the good work.
God Bless our Troops

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I met many old Soldiers. The combat Veterans who tasted blood and death have a different outlook on life. Some men would die from the war years later. War is measure in seconds. The Soldiers who come home wrapped in USA flags. I believe mourn in heaven till they can see their family again. I believe only peace a Soldier will know is he will be with his brothers. Maybe some peace in the mist of other Soldiers in a place of peace. A sad ending to a excellent poem. I pray for the days when young woman and men won't learn death before life.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

oh, wow

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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