So the economy stinks. We have to adjust. It’s really hard for many Americans right now, but some have it even harder.
I am friends with a young man in the military. He fought in Iraq and is now stationed in Germany. He spends most of his time trying, with the help of God, family and friends, to recover from his time in Iraq. He’s an incredibly brave young man. Not so much for becoming a soldier but for his heartbreaking honesty regarding what it has done to him. We often think of supporting troops while they are “over there”, but it’s when they come home, if they come home alive, that they really need help. The nightmare doesn’t end when their tour does or even when the war does. It’s recurring. My friend said I could share his poem. I think it speaks for itself.
is it real or just a toy
Everyday is never the same
so our heads have to be in the game
the kids look like their having fun
Truth is their about to shoot and run
In Iraq its the kids that pull the trigger
who ever would have figured
we can’t look at the enemies age
even the young are sage
In your arms watching them die
Leaves you breathless, with not even a sigh
It’s all part of war
That’s why you have to be hardcore
They have the choice but made a mistake
Because it was our life or his to take
This road has been hard and long
But He is the one that did the wrong
This war has made my life a living Hell
Look into my life and you will be able to tell.
O LORD, I beseech thee, let now thine ear be attentive to the prayer of thy servant, and to the prayer of thy servants, who desire to fear thy name: and prosper, I pray thee, thy servant this day, and grant him mercy.