Soldiers Freedom
Coming back from war
This soldier can't return
To a life of freedom
Those memories will always burn
A hole left in my heart
By the brothers I have lost
Where is their freedom at
What really was the cost
We bonded over time
We bonded over meals
No more bonding now because
Their wounds wouldn't heal
I came back to reality
Where they came back in caskets
How could I have stopped them
From returning in those baskets
No amount of training
Would have stopped my brothers deaths
Now I sit here alone
Just wishing to hear their breaths
Surrounded by my loved ones
Surrounded by my friends
No longer surrounded by gunfire
But this reality continues to bend
I can't unsee those memories
For they are a part of me
But my brothers have none at all
And I wonder if it's because of me
There is no real freedom here
Because those memories are like stains
Bleached forever in my mind
I feel that I am to blame
I could not save those souls
For they were lost before we left
Only God had that control
Now all I've done is wept
I still can't help but wonder
Why my brothers are gone
What could I have done different
To hear just one more song
Songs we used to sing together
During our moments of fun
But then I realize that singing
Came from the barrel of a gun
We fought for each other
To keep each of us alive
While fighting the enemy
To live is what we strive
But now I'm home alone
With no freedom to be had
Because my brother's are gone
And my mind is always sad.
So what freedoms do soldiers have
The dead or the living
We are trapped forever
With what we had been giving
Soldiers don't have freedom
We never will again
For we are soldiers forever
We are so much more than men
About this poem
Life of a soldier who comes home after war realizing he truly has no freedom because of what he has been through.
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Written on November 11, 2023
Submitted by Andy.C.Kraus on November 12, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,713 |
Words | 341 |
Stanzas | 15 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
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