Soldier at war

Hi I am working full time now and doing things I enjoy  I am exhausted though every night, so not much time to blog. Another younger family member started to write He had to write a poem about war and I published the poem for him

Death upon the horizon

By D Blom

There was a misty wind full of smoke

and dust drifting below

at the village I looked upon

with a tear running down my eye

knowing that our bombs had cursed the lives

that were innocent and harmless.

our mission was to kill and bomb the enemy

The multi-million dollar drug industry controls the mid west.

"For the better" my sergeant always said.

The name of the game was to take out the enemy

really turning the other eye to death

The cold environment around you

helpless people everywhere

As I had thoughts about the environment
I pondered about the contract I had signed
that put me into a hell hole of a place
I saw my self as a fighter
for freedom,
to fight for the public
enslaved by government
that can't really do anything

about it.