Through staccato blasts of gunfire,
Soldiers running fast as they can,
With fear lodged in their hearts,
Eye for an eye; man for a man,
They beat through bush and village,
In torrid heat, and wild rain.
Seeking out the enemy's position,
With little satisfaction to gain.
Surrounded by blood and anger,
Each soldier stands in his team,
Fighting furious with all his might
To fulfil his country's dream...
Back home, the familes wait,
Each filled up with worry
Dreading seeing a telegram
Addressed to them in hurry.
No news for days, or even weeks,
As battle-time goes on.
Their soldiers are growing weary
But for them, keep spirits strong.
"Dear Mom, Hi Dad, To the girl I love,
I sure hope you're doing well.
The troubles out here aren't too rough;
Although boy, it's hotter than hell.
I'm sitting here, in a little town,
God, you'd love this view!
So pituresque; oh, hey, I gotta go,
Tell the others I love them too."
These boys turned men through their career,
Are still mere mortals at heart.
Struggling to keep themselves safe
Whilst from home they are apart.
We send our prayers, and offerings,
Care packages for their campaign.
And live in hope, and daily pray,
They'll all come home again.
Author notes
Living in Ireland, I'm far removed from the war, and don't know many who have personal connections with soldiers out fighting in various parts of dangerous terrain. This is just what I thought up after reading the other entries in this contest. 
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So very true and so very thought provoking. You certainly showed us I think a fair bit of what these people go through, their feelings, their fears, and their longings as they struggle to live and proudly defend their countries rights to be who they are. You managed to pour quite a fair bit of emtion into this and it really touched me. I remember reading this before and thought back then just how beautiful it was. Things haven't changed. Thank you so much for entering and the very best in the contest.
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Ahh, a subject close to my heart and one which managed to lodge itself in the finalist list. I thought this was a beautifully written piece and you gave different feelings to the different situations you were describing. Hard to get that in words when one hasn't actually experienced such. Excellent and thank you for your entry and good luck.
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Condor,
thank you so much for the comment - I find, from reading much war poetry & books set in war times that you can pick up a little of how it is ; what i find hard to comprehend are their lives after they return home; having seen so much war, and ... horror, how do they ever turn back to normal ...
thanks
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oh how lucky you are not to have war in your heart to help battle in the soldiers minds, you did will with this piece, thank you for helping support our men and women, good luck in the contest as well
Linda
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GoldenOldiesSuccess
yes indeed, we are lucky over here, though we have our own troubles but non such as war [they've even ceased for the most part up north] thank you for your comment
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"Back home, the familes wait,
Each filled up with worry
Dreading seeing a telegram
Addressed to them in hurry."
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chinadolltravesty
thank you for commenting *Rose*
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The poem has a quick clip to it.
The returning 2nd and 4th line end rhymes are subtle.
The tempo gives a light optimism, as glanced in the young soldier's short call home.
Like a quiet day snapshot of being stationed.
[In general, I think leaders are ultimately responsible for troops or a soldier. Unfortunately, the deaths of soldiers can be seen as "collateral damage" too. Soldiers firing depleted uranium shells risk contracting cancer also.]
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penStock,
TY for your comment; i am only catching up on responding to comments now; my apologies for that.
Thank you for your comments - I enjoy how you phrased your response, and indeed, your comment of "like a quiet day snapshot of being stationed" put a smile on my face to think i brought it to life, that much - for you.
thank you so very much
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"Dear Mom, Hi Dad, To the girl I love,
I sure hope you're doing well.
The troubles out here aren't too rough;
Although boy, it's hotter than hell.
I'm sitting here, in a little town,
God, you'd love this view!
So pituresque; oh, hey, I gotta go,
Tell the others I love them too."
And that is about how it happens when you have someone over there. Only enough time to call one person when given any time at all, so leave a msg for the others for me why don't ya? Great write! -
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beautiful-N-broken
hey chick. sorry i'm so late responding to this one of your comments, i fell behind a lot but that's no excuse
thanks though hon
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A great piece!War is such a terrible time for everyone. Loved ones who worry so at home and soldiers in the line of fire at thr war front. You expressed these feelings all so well here.
The letter part of this where he writes home to his family and friends is often they way soldiers write, so as not to worry their families at home, so often not telling them of the horrors they see.
All the very best to you in the contest
gaylene
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Alicein PoetryLand,
thank you very much for your comment; and apologies i'm so late in responding to it. I'm glad [in some way] to have managed to get across the correct letter part - as i said, being so far removed, all i can do is read war stories to try and get a hint into the lives of those connected
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This is so magnificent sis!! You are such an amazing incredible witer!! This is truly a piece to be proud of!! You sure did a wonderful job portraying it!! Every little detail is perfect!! You did such a beautiful job!! I love it!!
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princess jewelcat22,
TY PJ22 Heh, hope you don't mind the nickname ;-) Again, I've been out of action for a while but I'm slowly catching up; I haven't seen you post much new stuff lately, suppose you're made busy with the upcoming wedding, so exciting 
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Amen and God Bless them everyone
Such truth in this write and a whisper from all from home to our strong and true soldiers men and women in uniform who gives their all for our safety and freedom . I would like to add the link to this poem with the rest on my page for all the titles are making an awesome read as they are coming together
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storiesuntold,
thank you patty - and off course [if i haven't already replied to this] feel free to link away
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