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This is a poem I wrote for a friend of mine who was living overseas in a battle zone.

             

I didn’t have this link saved anywhere in my phone, so I wasn’t able to upload it here in the audio option, so I added it here. Please copy this link and listen while reading thank you❤️
Al Marconi :                
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XIog_7ME_Lw                

Cast upon him a burden                
a wicked curse                
born under the wrong agenda                
what could be worse?                

Life’s value lost and hollow            
burned out             
can anybody hear you?                
There’s no way out!                

Trapped in a hell from which                
there is no escape           
for being born on the wrong                
side of the moon                
life is cruel, look at his face                

His beauty untouched                
eyes having seen too much                
out of tune out of touch…               

I can’t even begin to imagine                
the human suffering where you are                

no laughter only sorrow               
no hugs or good night kisses                
no hope for tomorrow…                

Does anybody know what happened                
to the flowers where you are—                
or the will to live, not just survive               
live, die, eat, sex and cry                

He’ll be leaving soon                
wearing his pride on his chest                
singing his favorite tune                
dressed in his Sunday best!                

Yes, he’ll be humming his favorite song                
long after he’s gone                
knowing his dream is now reality,                
leaving behind a life of psychosis banality…

Copyright © June 5, 2015  
J.Doucette All rights Reserved

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      • Hi Angels, Yeah he got a scholarship to come to America. We lost touch over the years, but I like to believe he made it out alive.
        Thanks for looking and leaving your thoughts
        Zazzles ☺️

    1. Your words swirled with the music in a tragic opera. I felt the sorrow in your heart for your friend born to be besieged in such a place. I can only imagine the horrors in these places. Your poem is a strong tonic to remind us of the tragedies unfolding on this planet.

      John

      • Absolutely John the stories he would tell me just broke my heart so I had to write about it. I’m glad you walked away. Feeling something from this poem.
        Love you, my brother
        always
        Your sister, Jackie❤️❤️

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