You hear story's about war, the hero's in them, about families split apart, sons and daughters lost. Well, I'm losing mine. It's not a bloody war, you can shoot a bullet at. It's a spiritual one, wins by lying. I'm out here, losing. No air cover, no infantry support. No support, from anyone. All I got, defending in this war...is my love for them.
Amen!
Written by Bruce James Clyde, at Deming, New Mexico
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