Defeated

This is a poem for the soldiers in Iraq (and vets of the armed forces)

When you live along the front,
every fight is just another wont.
When you see death every day,
you don't feel like living.

Dismay, it's overpowering,
when you see that all every day.
You see and regret what has happened,
to them.

When you look into the sun.

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For the soldiers (and vets) of the U.S. Armed Forces



Post Edited By melkor1223, Jan/18/2006, 8:51 pm