Friday, April 29, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
My verse and rhyme did start to flowing
With metaphor and thoughts I'm knowing
And yet I knew.. there was something more
What lies beyond the unopened door?
If I look behind it I just might pass
Through the other side of the looking glass
For there are things I might yet find
Release a logjam still confined
I may find visions so sublime
And see the music dance in time
The time was right so I dropped some spores
Quote the raven, grow some more
Thursday, April 21, 2011
It leaves me cold and feeling nervous
I'm glad they took the time to speak
But there’s no glory or thanks I seek
I was in the war so long ago
But it was the lies they told that made me go
There's only one thing of you I'd like to ask
Just please make this war be our last
April 21 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
A product of the war and strife
My right arm for so long it carried
Long before my wife I married
The force inside my lizard brain
Controls my fist oh please explain
Just who I'm kicking in my sleep
I cant see its in too deep
I made it stop no more to linger
It started with my trigger finger
April 16 2011
Theres a drug thats prescribed in a form that is green and smokeable
And is now being given to those with PTSD
Though on the streets in killeen its out of reach for those in need
So, people go to the local convientence stores to smoke an alternative
An Alternative that works similarly to the miracle drug that became more widely accepted and has been used for centuries.
The fake product is labeled as popery and its in bags that are labeled in deception that say differently.
I can't be ashamed for those who manufacture it for they know its cheaper then genuine therapy.
Douce those pills down with a bottle of whiskey and amplify it ten fold and crawl into a blanket and be so annihilated that the nightmares might haunt you but not wake you.
The effects of these gas station chemists' drug give the uniformed is not fully understood
Its better then the numerous poisons prescribed to those who where the uniform.
Spice up your night solider instead of taking a cocktail of prescriptions that can't be any healthier then what a man behind a gas station counter can give you.
This town, and its ironic signs like, "Beer is cheaper than therapy".
A silent protest to a healthcare system thats failed us all.
First off I'm not saying that I'm some wise man cause I'm not but I've got something to say about this town and waste.
Like many in the town of killeen, I'm a young soldier and I've gone to Iraq for good reason that I can't even think of.
I risked my ass for money that wasn't worth the weight in my own personal suffering.
Did I come back only to see others over-drafted bank accounts.
I wonder whether or not any other GIs realized the worth of the money they've spent.
I'm talking about the four wheeled deployments that they strut down the streets of killeen.
Were they thinking about the custom colored paint job scheme as bullets flew by just shy of them.
My hope for my fellow uniformed individual that the repo-man never comes by to take away their ride.
Call me cheap but I know the worth of money in which I risked my life.
I hope you enjoy showing off your rims in the parking lot while your tanks on E and I drive by.
I love the picture on a nice 1080 hp flat screen TV.
If you ever need a new television I know where to steal one
I'm thinking about getting one myself but I've been waiting a few months for you can always expect a bargain from a soldier back from sand box who never made certain that they could afford it in the first place.
Killeen can be such a big garage sale of greed and shame.
People don't know the worth of their own money unless they've put the hours in
The Army makes an uncanny exception to this old golden rule.
You never have anything to spend while in Iraq
For some of us young ones the paychecks collect and collect.
When you finally got the chance to spend the money it almost feels as though you won the lottery
Its more money then most people have all at once.
My heart goes out to those who lose it all to the simple expensive materialistic desires of the idea of where they see themselves in the future.
As if the tour is over and the job is done
Now they can begin a new life full of Perceived success and total fulfillment.
I am what they call a soldier of killeen and for what its worth I realize that the compensation I've received is not nearly worth my own life.
So, soldiers out their make good of your money and save a little. Be aware that the money you've got was at one point what you earned while you tried to survive.
sluggish, sloppy, and drunkenly numb
The next day i'll put on the uniform...go to work
Its almost over but I'll never let go once I can put my work clothes to rest
For they will live as an aurora around me
My medals will be pinned, dangling from me as if for the world to see but for only me to know I've received
They haunt with anxiety that can't be released
I'll live with them for the rest of my life
My rebirth has just begun with a paper colorfully honoring my departure
I'll go home to my wife
I'll pick up a bottle of choice that will contain my remedy hoping to bring back a life lost
Then, fall asleep on the couch with my wife snuggled in the bed we share no longer
For the nightmares will haunt me for the rest of my life.
Why do I breathe when my friends left me, bled out in a bag that I put in a humvee.
This is dedicated to a buddy of mine