I'm wagering what pops into your head when the News Anchor says the words "Airstrikes" and what pops into mine are two drastically different scenes. I'll bet the collateral damage caused by the US airstrikes on ISIS never get so much as one second of air time. Dead Iraqis from American ordinance isn't good for the propaganda campaign and every military action has an accompanying propaganda campaign to sell it. The bottom line is if we hadn't had fucked Iraq up eight ways from Sunday to begin with we wouldn't be dropping bombs on swarms of militants now. Think of ISIS as a gang of unemployed, mostly unmarried young men driven mad by violence and lead by criminal psychopaths finally getting a pay check to send home. Most of the atrocities are committed by a small group of blood crazed fanatics who do nothing but commit atrocities because they're blood thirsty criminals and the rank and file militants refuse to do it. Most of them are there for the adventure and a paycheck because there's fuck all other options. Most of these militants did the same thing I did when they signed up. The place they called home sucked ass so bad they joined a military force to escape. Their behavior in the field, well, that's another story.
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BR the way this read to me I got a really eerie feeling. I imagined a drone strike and the operator (his hands out of reach) now inextricably linked to the soul of the dead babies through these actions. Like you had written an observation of the universal link - Karma if you will between the bomber and the victims.
Im probably so far off - this is good writing.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
Whatever a poem means is up to the reader so you're spot on. Thanks ANTO
The poem itself was very powerful and so sad at the same time. The horrible things going on around the entire war plagues my thoughts more often then I'd care to mention. Sometimes I wish I was a superhero or something lol Your author's note added even more emphasis to the sad truth of the situation. Standing in the middle we realize that both sides are completely fucked. Very well said. This poem tugged at my heart strings!
[4:8] Cain said to his brother Abel, "Let us go out to the field." And when they were in the field, Cain rose up against his brother Abel, and killed him.
[4:9] Then the LORD said to Cain, "Where is your brother Abel?" He said, "I do not know; am I my brother's keeper?"
[4:10] And the LORD said, "What have you done? Listen; your brother's blood is crying out to me from the ground!
Our Brothers and Sisters. Our own human kind. Sorrow fills me......
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
It does me to. Thanks for stopping by
10 Years Ago
I know Baby... We all know and appreciate where your Heart is and How much you Prove it.
Than.. read moreI know Baby... We all know and appreciate where your Heart is and How much you Prove it.
Thank You for all you do.
That was very affecting, and you really do have an enlightened insight.. you worked well one that..
and we still pray for one day, everthing will be great as it was initially.. great work :)
Anyone whos been in thinnest of wars would vouch for the insanity you describe, that war brings, .......... thugs of wall street attired in decorated uniforms..............
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