I couldn't believe it all
Everything I saw
I heard what they all screamed
They just didn't have it rightWe aren't baby killers
It wasn't our choice
We did the best we could
I guess it wasn't enoughWe were insulted for our doings
That we shouldn't have gone
We didn't have a choice you see
All of us were forcedMany of the friends I had made
Died without a home
Lost their wives and kids
Why'd they have to go?I was one of the lucky ones
I still had all my limbs
I did a lot of smoking
Which started to slowly kill meI found the one who I cared about
She's been waiting for me
Tears in her eyes and a bright smile
We ran to each other and criedWe stood for nearly an hour
As all the people screamed
We didn't seam to care at all
She was glad I came homeI told her I simply couldn't break a promise
It just wasn't in me
She said that was a good thing
And that I should never stop that
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A Veterans Story
Poetry(completed) Some poems dedicated to my grandpa who passed away and fought in the Vitamin war and how I think he saw it all.