A Battle Fought in Loss

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A Battle Fought in Loss

Storms of another nation show rage inside the rain
Like soul, it pours out in size,
Hear the toll of surrender as living hell
You captured yourself on a stolen plain
Weapons gone eerie
Death one breath away
Wait......wait in boredom's thick syrup
till life drains its blood and guts on the morning
of your end.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Ana!

It's more than 46 years of living since I left Nam. They are all with me, good and bad, brave and fearless, just waiting for me to join them.

Regards,
Al

[Papaya]

This feels like a storm that is brewing within the narrator and the decisions that weigh heavy on our conscience. We know right from wrong but want to take the matter of justice within our own hands.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks KL,

So true but it's best to write it out, objectify the turbulence, sometimes shed tears and move on.

Regards,
Al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Pryde!

I'm getting a newsletter from a service rep with the VFW. it's causing these eruptions in the soul's volcano.

Regards,
Al

[Pryde Foltz]

There is thought that one has loss the moment she choses to do battle. All is one doing battle is doing battle with self. Terrific write her, Al:)

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Amy!

I have a host of war themed pieces. They seem to crawl all over my soul.

Regards,
Al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jacob!

Probably my first book should be themed in war. I agree it is good but it cuts deep.

Regards,
Al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Poppy!

War, Vietnam give me the willies of thought.

Regards,
Al

[Ruth]

Wow. I feel the energy here Alfred, a most profound and articulated piece. Left me very thoughtful...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is one of your best...the turmoil both without and within...

the turmoil others cause and that which we cause for ourselves.

excellent write.