Tuesday, October 4, 2011

The Hell of War

First published in Litbits (2007)

Doves soared the day you left. A muddy sky welcomed you home.

A young life filled with accomplishments was tarnished by his presence at your grave. Delivered by armored entourage, he said he was proud of you. Why? He didn't know you.

I used to believe, then I felt betrayed.

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