HANDS OFF!

HANDS OFF!

A Poem by keith
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donteventhinkaboutitKEV!

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HANDS OFF!




we honorably served
this land of ours
we fought
many died
rivers ran red
bloodied waters
last equal opportunity
any and all 
could die

we came home
us fortunate ones
shadowed by memories
deadly times
not easily lost
we saw them fall
friends pals
warriors all

some came home
some went back
flag draped coffins
carried
down the ramps
only to be placed 
on the tarmac
amongst brothers dead

we came 
we saw
we did not conquer
fifty five thousand
two hundred
and twenty
testify so

i remember
we remember
memories
unforgotten
war is hell
yet 
i survived

warrior devils 
we be
warrior devils
do you see
we fought
we died
we drank whiskey
sometimes we lied

the one thing
we never forgot
the gut punch
as we watched 
the other drop
drop like tears
or springtime
rains

drop like
the blood stained
fatigues
dirtied by mud
we always wore
superstitions
kept us alive
wash the hurt away
no
not ever

for as ugly
and sad
no matter
the horrific sights
never
not ever
would 
we want 
to forget

we honorably
served
we earned 
our va
hands off b*****s
that includes you
kev
hands off
americas promise

hands off b*****s

we have earned
our va







Charlie Parr - Ain't No Grave Gonna Hold My Body Down

© 2023 keith


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Ever the warrior Keith. The battles never end for veterans. Saying it without pulling any punches. They deserve so much more and sadly our vets have a rough deal too. Many on the streets.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


keith

1 Year Ago

thanks for stoppin in ... your thoughts are always welcome friend
sadly governments everywher.. read more

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