![]() the invisible manA Poem by brigidthe invisible man….6.5.2012
the invisible man soldiers on, not knowing the war is over. his body feels the pain still. it knows the noise of war on the floor, run for the door.
he can’t talk. he is mute for another 60 years. no tears, just awful fears. no voice.
this is killing him, slowly, like torture, only torture ends. this never will.
he is a true fighter but has no medals, no gold card, no recognition.
he still fights on. he knows nothing else.
he lost his youth. it was stolen by the government who betrayed their boys, sent them to bloody war, and then betrayed them again when they came limping home, bruised and torn.
his brains blown out, his body destroyed, he learned to start again in this civilian life, living in his war zone.
and now his body ages and screams in pain. his mind is sharp and bright except when it’s left his body to wander in the dark.
he can’t always remember, but his body always knows.
and so it goes and goes.
he gave so much and got so little yet still the loyalty is pure.
he can’t speak, and never would. that oath was sworn with his own life blood. © 2012 brigid |
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2 Reviews Added on May 7, 2012 Last Updated on May 7, 2012 Author![]() brigidsunshine coast, queensland, AustraliaAbouthello, i cant believe it's been 7 long years since i was last here ...where has the time gone? not much poetry written in this gap but hopefully inspiration will strike again. best wishes to all my .. more..Writing
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