The things we do.
225 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
(War is a sin my friend. John Denver.)
The Things we do?
I’m far from a Angel.
I believe some deeds in life
can’t be forgotten.
A beautiful girl Rachel Corrie.
She stood in front of homes and clinics. A life shield for people far away.
Protecting strangers homes with her life.
She was killed.
How can we forgive Israel for killing an unarmed woman?
Sitting with a Soldier on the Iraq border.
First Sergeant asked me to sit and talk.
He handed me a letter.
Old First Sergeant eyes were full of tears.
Asked me to read it?
His wife wrote.
Your stuff is in storage.
New man moved in.
Don’t come home.
He told me.
“I will kill them both if I could.”
I sat in silence.
I thank the lord of life and death.
We are 7,000 miles away.
Been gone on President Clinton field trips.
The 1st Cavalry Division Soldiers were on the Iraq border
for 6 months. Tanks and helicopters ready to kill and destroy.
We sat and waited with Tanks, Helicopters
and Soldiers ready. The Iraq army went home.
We landed back in Texas.
I went home to my wife and children.
I’m glad to be home.
I heard a knock on my door.
My good friend told me his wife and children are gone.
I went with him. We searched for his family.
I’m scare my friend would hurt someone or himself.
He loved his kids.
What woman would leave without a goodbye or address?
Deeds done in the
emotion of love and hate.
Leave us unfulfilled and not content.
Deeds done with
the possibility of bad consequences.
Should be done with concern and common sense.
Hate and violence.
Overpowering the good deeds of many.
Sins, mistakes and errors cannot be stops.
We must try to overcome the fear of
Race, Religion and the Color of skin.
I have seen deeds that should not be forgiven.
At the moment of the action.
The First sergeant went home and found a good woman.
My good friend found his children.
Rachel Corrie left us with the memory of a person.
Who gave all for the safety of woman and children.
Some scars are deep and painful.
We must forgive and move on.
Swimming in hate and revenge.
Will create a hurricane of bloodshed that will never end.
The blood will flow till nothing is left.
I learn in my fifty-five years of living.
Being pissed off and ready to attack.
Leave no winners.
All of US.
Asia, Europe, Africa and America.
People of this world.
Must demand the hate and violence to stop.
It is time to heal.
Feed the world.
Give comfort.
Some deeds in life can’t be forgotten.
Will the blood of our children and more innocent children.
Bring peace to the world?
Coyote
25 May 2009
Truth… war is SIN!! JD captured the essence.
You captured the pain!
LikeLike
Thank you for John Denver. He stated theses words almost thirty years ago. Thank you reading and the comment.
LikeLike
I love Your Poem.
I love “Horse, Follow Closely”, too.
i love photographs…
“I feel glad as the ponies do
when the fresh green grass
starts in the beginning of the year” Ten Bears
In the last chapter of “Horse, Follow Closely” –
Annamaria – blogmaker –
LikeLike
Thank you for reading and the comment. Photos and words allow us to dream and ponder life.
LikeLike
Beautiful John,very moving as always.
LikeLike
Another awesome sharing. I have reblogged this with great love, and with a thankyou for writing it, and for reminding me of Rachel. An angel.
LikeLike
We cannot forget Rachel Corrie. Her story still bring tears to my eyes.
LikeLike
Reblogged this on livinginthemonasterywithoutwallsdotcom and commented:
Powerful poem, and one which reminds of us of a brave loving woman Rachel Corrie and all others like herself who stand, in love, from the heart. As John says- for the future of humanity and peace- “some scars are deep and painful…We must forgive and move on.” And that means every single one of us.
LikeLike
Beautiful words of wisdom, my friend. 🙂 I have a great respect for you and your writing!
LikeLike
Thank you Eva. You are very kind.
LikeLike
You’re very welcome!
LikeLike
Rachel Corrie walked into a world as she wanted it to be and died in the world as it is. Naiveté is deadly. As for Jody, he deserves to die.
LikeLike
The waters roar,the earth rumbles and fires churn beneath its crust. The air grows still, thick and subdued. I hear its cries, I feel its pain and the torment. I cry.
LikeLike
Thank you for the comment. One day I write a book for good friends missed.
LikeLike
Beautifully and powerfully written.
LikeLike
Real life can be scary and sad. Soldiers are families in good and bad times. Thank you for the comment.
LikeLike
And support should always be there. Blessings to you friend.
LikeLike
My poor friend got killed in 2004. SSgt. Donald Davis. He left two beautiful girls. War take the best of people.
LikeLike