WOUNDED SOLDIERS

A poem about wounded soldiers coming home

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

LAME SOLDIERS

Ragged, broken and torn

 

They arrive with colorful Uniforms worn

Medals shine but forever

We’ll mourn

 

They aren’t the same as they

Were when they were born

 

Limbs, body and brains bore

More than one could bear

For no more than war

 

Disfigured and mauled

Their life will never again be a ball

Forever they’ll crawl

For the deployment of legions

For those that gather

In the Nation’s mall

 

Forever those broken

Soldiers will be our heroes

For they truly gave us all

Author's Note

Some of our soldiers are coming back wounded. They struggle to gain their lives back when they come back wounded and permanently disabled. I was so moved with their story.

Reviews

[Dinesh Sairam]

That's very great of you to write this. I myself am trying to write one for the Soilders, but still trying. The only off-lines I found were "Disfigured and mauled, Their life will never again be a ball, Forever they’ll crawl". Seemed more like Rap lyrics. You'll do me kind if you only edit those lines, and change the rhymes perhaps. But anyways, I'm giving a 100. Keep writing.

Home they brought her warrior dead:
  She nor swooned, nor uttered cry:
All her maidens, watching, said,
  'She must weep or she will die.'

Then they praised him, soft and low,
  Called him worthy to be loved,
Truest friend and noblest foe;
  Yet she neither spoke nor moved.

Stole a maiden from her place,
  Lightly to the warrior stept,
Took the face-cloth from the face;
  Yet she neither moved nor wept.

Rose a nurse of ninety years,
  Set his child upon her knee—
Like summer tempest came her tears—
  'Sweet my child, I live for thee.'

~ Alfred Tennyson.

[Margaret Marie Hubbard]

Just the picture alone sent me to tears, the poem finished me off! Both of my brothers were overseas several times. Their bodies are in one piece but their minds are changed forever. You did a great job!!

[Light]

even the survivors of wars will be, some forever mauled and disfigured. mentally unstable. it's a heavy toll that soldiers pay sometimes; they truly do give us their all!

-light-

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This is one of the sad realities of this conflict.
It breaks my heart that many of these men and women
will end up homeless and no one will care.

Thank you for caring.