Poetry

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War is Hell


A man is giving his life
As his wife is in labor giving birth to a child
Wishing her husband was there to share in the gift of this new life
As I write these words, a husband is in a trench, thinking about his wife who is giving birth
Not knowing the hour, nor time for the arrival of the life he help create
He is in a war fighting for our country
So we can continue with our freedom, one such freedom, writing
Yet his wife, who needs him ever so much
Can only think about his yesterday touch
As the baby comes out of her womb into this New World
With a little spank, his eyes are open
He lets out a little cry, as he is laid upon his mother’s bosom
His Father let’s out a sigh, as his spirit feels a new life arrive
A life that he may or may not see
He takes out a picture of his wife
As a road bomb takes another life
With tears of sadness in his eyes
The picture falls from his hands
Covered by the ashes
Never will this newborn child see his daddy’s face
He will only have the stories that his mother will tell
War is Hell!

Many are the lives given
As we continue with our parties and games
No man knows the time nor the Hour
For the day is coming, when the ONE LIFE GIVEN
Will Return!

JESUS

WILL WE BE READY?

Holy Spirit / dbirdsong

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