Whiskey dreams are still the same

Old dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children.

                  

                        

                             Whiskey dreams are still the same.

                     ( 7 Nov. 1979. Time don't change too much )

 
Drinking whiskey with the German Soldiers in Stuttgard.
 
We sing if " I were the king of the forest.

I would allow the world to be free.

We would dance and sing.

Till the light of the morning."

After the song.

Silence overtake us.

We order more whiskey and tell stories of woman and adventure.

Iran today is holding our people hostage today.

The USA is broke with no place to seek help.

Poor Jimmy Carter had a big mess to fix. 
I write some words.
 
'My world is crying like a forgotten child.
Crying for all the sadness surrounding each soul in this world.
Where all humans could learn to cherish life, love and kindness.
But these are the goals faded away with the memory of WW2.
Now our world seem to live for fear, threat of war and violence.
Powerful countries afraid to stop and talk peace.
A day is coming when fear and hate will blind us.
There will be no tears for the innocent in front of the War machine.
One day. Too late."
 
We will realize.
We are marching toward to a destine death.
 
My German friend give me a whiskey.
Yelled, "We are the Kings of the Forest.
Drink to peace and love.

Drink to stopping murder and violence.

Please lord. Never again."
 
I drink my whiskey and look around the Guesthaus.

I'm thankful for good friends and some hope.

I don't  know.

"Maybe one day man will learn a lesson.

We are just flesh and bone.

Need food and love to survive.

Not guns and hate."

 
Do a silence prayer for the innocent.
 
                         Coyote
        (Written in a bar in Germany 30 years ago. )               
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Author's Note

A old poem when I was young and hopeful. Today I'm wiser and kinder. I still pray for peace. So my grandchildren and all children may have a fair chance at a good life.

Reviews

[Melissa]

This poem raises a good question...when will the world realize to stop being at war with eachother? When the time comes when we have to work together to survive....I guess it will be the survival of the fittest. I realy enjoyed this poem...I felt like I was sitting right their drinking whiskey with you

[Dahlia Phoenix]

You my friend, no matter how old the writing is, its a wonderful piece of work that deserves appraisal. So strong and vibrant...

[Star Wolf]

Humans don't seem to change, only the technology we use to kill each other in wars that don't make sense to those fighting them nor the citizens of the countries. Most of us want peace and to just live our lives but that isn't what the leaders of countries want. An excellent poem. It is awesome.

[anne p. murray- LadeeAn..]

The essence of your words in your own personal and most heartfelt expressions, brings into my own heart, the realization of the atrocities of war and what the men went through during their time of battle.
Very well written of your own pain and sadness that you had in your past experiences of fighting and surviving war. Your many encounters and comraderie with fellow U.S soldiers and German soldiers.
This stanza is quite profound:

"There will be no tears for the innocent in front of the War machine.
One day. Too late."

Tear jerking, harsh reality.

[Hayley]

Such pure and true feelings. For me, what makes this poem absolutely amazing is that it was written in a German bar a long time ago. How we all still have the same goals pretty much, and what has happened in our history that has affected us now and for later. A most excellent write!

[Revolutionary]

I love the way this poem takes a moment in time and turns it into history.The way you know that in anothe rplace you would be enemies,but sitting here sharing a beer you are just men.Just men who want to be at one with trees and each other

[Vanesa Markovic]

Words of a pure heart.

[jhed]

nice. i super love your words!
continue the good job :)

[Lily Mae]

It's amazing to look back and see who we were then and how we relate now. I couldn't even imagine.. Although my Father and his brothers were in service, the horror sent them home as different men.. I wished often that he'd write it out as you have but he never could.. Thank you for sharing your experience with us..x

[Priyankaabhilaashi]

Fabulous write..!!!!

I appreciate your kind words..!!!!

Hats Off..!!!!!

[r]

this is a poem of beautiful wishes. i think we all wish there was peace at one point in our lives or another. watch out on the whiskey, it's a killer!