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When Fighting Hate
by louis gander It matters much when two hearts touch, yet war has its demand. When fighting hate, my flag is great, but some don't understand. Now it's a shame some played their games though we are undermanned. Through heat and cold, we all were bold, but some don't understand. While taking flak, I watched his back. We fought them man to man. It happened fast, that deadly blast, but some don't understand. With comrade dead, sad tears I shed. It's not what we had planned. It makes no sense, my guilt's immense, but some don't understand. Arriving home with war syndrome, experienced firsthand. It all seems wrong with heroes gone, but some don't understand. I'll make it though, disfigured so. This is my wonderland. It's God I need, I do indeed, but some don't understand. It matters much when two hearts touch, but war has its demand. When fighting hate, our cause is great. Still, some don't understand. Copyright 2021 by louis gander. Poetry for sermons, story poems and more... If you love story poems, then you'll love ganderpoems.org / no ads, no sign-up, no tracking. Just free inspirational poetry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |