I am sharing this wonderful poem from friend. He posts from what he calls his “front Porch”. This hit me because I am going to my 50th class reunion this summer. This poem took me back to that time when Viet Nam was going. All of us from that era have been touched by that war. Either with someone who died or some who came home so damaged. It was tragic. My first published poem was in 68 about Viet Nam called “The Gun” it is on this blog somewhere in the back. But Daron’s is more about the people mine was about the gun. With all that is going on right now this sadly could be a real thing again. WE DO NOT WANT WAR!!! Daron’s poem shows how it touches everyone. He especially felt it. Thank You Daron for reminding me of friends past and present who still live the trauma. And Thank You for bringing this awareness to us all!!
(Dedicated to my Brother, Eric Schwartz, 1st Marines, Vietnam veteran)
Man was at war before he invented the wheel..
He’s fought with everything from stone to steel.
All through time he’s fought for space.
Wars to preserve his very race.
What troubles me is the standing truth
That the young must die so the old may rule,
That the debt is the lives of daughters and sons
Who must go to ground while still so young.
But war, I’m sure, does not seem so wise
When seen through a troubled mother’s eyes.
Is victory worth a victory won
When a father receives a medal in trade for his son?
War is nothing but a monstrous sin
When you see flames dripping from a child’s skin.
War today will never justify
Hope extinguished in the blink of an eye.
Our children die in a sea of green
For greed the worst that I’ve ever seen.
Humanity dies evermore each day
For we the people to our leaders lack the courage to say