For Veterans Day, I was going to observe a day of silence on my blog. For those who know me, silence was going to be impossible. Let’s not muck up the waters today with my usual rantings and sarcasm, so…..I offer a solution. I wrote a poem (simplistic and perhaps naive) when I was 16 years-old about two men in a war. I would like to post that poem and then, I would like to offer an alternate ending. AND….yes, it rhymes. I had yet to discover that poetry didn’t have to do that.
An innocent man was stuck in the war
Why he was there, he wasn’t quite sure
Watching the chaos he learned many things
He finally realized the pain that each war brings
The strategy of the game holds no mercy in hand
Country against country, man against man
To one man’s success comes another’s defeat
As history unfolds we must move to its beat
Another one’s suffering is another one’s gain
Some consider it pleasure smiling at one’s pain
As one man rose, another one fell
One goes to heaven and one to hell
Soldiers killing hopes with threatening designs
Killing others with weapons of the mind
(original ending)
The innocent man began to leave, so he would see no more
Yet suddenly he found himself face to face with a soldier of war
Defending himself with only his wit
He tried to find a solution and find one quick
He stumbled back, he began to fall
His life was desperately clinging on a cliff’s wall
Knowing the man would lose his grasp, the soldier turned away
Seeming quite happy things turned out this way
Yet when he heard the man’s cry, he suddenly turned and reached for his hand
It wasn’t too late, he was beginning to understand
He was living to win a war he knew nothing about
Is this man’s life worth it, he began to doubt
As the man began to lose his grasp, the soldier clutched onto his hand
He no longer saw an enemy, he only saw a man
Now there were two men stuck in the war
Why there were there, they weren’t quite sure
(alternate ending)
The innocent man decided it was not the time to be a rubbernecker
And anyway, he was risking his life to protect a cat and a game of checkers
As Will Smith pointed out in Men In Black, if a girl is out late with chemistry books in the hood
Despite all the monsters running around, she’s probably up to no good
So he decided to go and avoid such suspicion
Upon leaving, he encountered a soldier on a mission
He defended himself by throwing his checkers
The soldier yelled at him to get it together
“Don’t you know there is fighting going on!
Get out of here, you don’t belong!”
As the soldier started back to fight in the war
The innocent man asked “What are you fighting for?”
“For freedom, that’s why we were sent.”…the soldier replied
“In order for others to live, I might have to die.
I didn’t question this decision. I go where they say.”
Then the soldier thought about everyone back home today
Enjoying their day off and chugging their beers
Relaxing in peace without experiencing fear
He hopes they remember exactly why they are home
And that someone calls his family, because they feel sad and alone
That is amazing!
LikeLike
Thanks Jean.
LikeLike
I love the innocence and insight of that 16 year old’s poem.
I understand the wisdom and knowing of the alternate ending.
Poems don’t have to rhyme? 😉
LikeLike
Thanks. I have a huge collection of poems from 3rd grade through highschool. All of them rhyme, but I realized in college most of the poems of the day…did not. I think people frowned upon the rhyming ones. Oh well.
LikeLike
Absolutely beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LikeLike
Thanks. I’m a bit late on this one, huh!
LikeLike