"Creases of truth"©A Poem by inkedvocabularyThis July Fourth... think about those that knew what it meant to them to have and hold on to their own freedom- in turn... your own.
Old men,
faces with creases, tight lipped... from a generation subjected to war, unsure and uncertain how to feel or how to explain the horrors and their personal reactions, sit playing chess (a game of military strategy) with a cool breeze passing as death hovers over their shoulders... silence belies their unrest, unable to speak, frozen emotions and the depression of lacking the ability to whisper the truth.
© 2014 inkedvocabularyAuthor's Note
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Added on July 4, 2014 Last Updated on July 4, 2014 Tags: July 4th 2014, What does it mean to you... your Author
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