FROZEN IN TIME The memories of my comrades in arms, politicians smiling with thier campaigning charms. They send our young off to die, some return draped in our flag we cry. The others come home with a feeling disparity, on the battlefield losing part of thier humanity. The price paid in blood for oil, leaving families in turmoil. The recovery of the mind, is difficult to leave thier memory behind. We have men and women whom served this nation, living homeless while politicians take their vacation. The military served by choice, now this country should heed thire voice. The veterans of war and peace are only requesting that you take note, understand the agenda of politicians for whom you vote. Brown Boy Poetry Tony S Pinedo
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 15:22:32 +0000
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