PTSD - The Soldier and the Bottle
Sands of time have brought us down
For blood we’ve spilled upon the ground
Promises were given and lies were told
Was the bill of goods that we were sold
They pin their medals and offer us pride
But the ones who lived are the ones who died
Brothers fell wayside soul by soul
But it was the living who paid the toll
We fought their battles and gave our lives
Returning home broken to children and wives
Limbs and bodies left dead on the field
Where corpses were used as human shield
We gave and we left the families we had
Our scars returned us broken and sad
Now we find ourselves lost in a bottle of gin
Fighting a new war as a battle of sin
We stood strong and proud until bodies fell
Where bombs blew open our living hell
Tearing our lives apart one and all
For it was our spirits that took the fall
The killing has stolen our will to live
For acts we’ve committed we cannot forgive
So please bear with us for who we are not
Now the bullets we dodge are a whiskey shot
About this poem
This poem is not about me. I was unable to serve due to medical conditions. This is for those who suffer the rigors of war. :-)
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Written on May 02, 2023
Submitted by Symmetry60 on May 02, 2023
Modified by Symmetry60 on September 13, 2024
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| Scheme | XXAA BBCC DDEE FFGG HHII JJKK |
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| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 998 |
| Words | 215 |
| Stanzas | 6 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
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