Loss of the Innocent

*This poem was written as a protest against the Iraq war, because I am anti-war and support the troops, but not the senseless loss of the troops’ lives.*

Loss of the Innocent

He was a young man and barely of age,
All around him the sands were changing,
He saw the fading signs of life in the earth,
The noise grew louder in the passing days,
The earth shook and the bodies aged,
His lover stayed home crying for him,
He reminisced of the past before the troubled times,
He saw the ghosts of before of his fallen parents,
He remembered what it was like during his high school days,
Next to him a machine loudly roared,
Above him he saw the helicopters soaring,
The freedom he has is becoming limitless,
As he lays, the scene turns black,
He loses sight as the bullets pass.

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