Veterans Day / Memorial Day Poem #251

Thirteen Months in Hell

Holding my girl
Gone are those days
Lazy summer hours
Free to do it our way

I became a man
In the desert land
Brothers quickly made
Lost in the sand

The world slips
It takes away sad
And worry or fear
Only leaves you mad

It is not mine
To debate the fights
It is mine only
To kill for rights

Sleep is lacked
Food not tasted
Time only to think
Of the love wasted

Holding my brothers
Hit by the steel
Unlike girls back home
His love is real

The outcast, the doper,
The jock, the poser
Avoided each other before
Now none are closer

The supporters at home
Refuse to understand us
Protestors refuse to thank us
For their right to cuss

Written from the Heart by Gavin Campbell
I am an Iraqi vet, now in college.

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