Killed and killed

Killed and killed

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war.

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Killed and killed


On Friday night my father drank his rum.

He would come and wake me up late in the night.

I watched him and listen to his war stories.

He would start calling out to lost friends.

I would sit and pity him for his great pain.


.He drank every night to try to hide the burden.

He told me. " I enlisted son, I don't know why for Korea and stay a second tour.

The blood infested my soul.

I killed and killed.

I watched my friends die."


He would sit alone and talk to ghost of men left in un-marked graves.

I would carry him to bed.

He would whisper " they are not coming home."


My father had no fear.

He was a hard and cold man who loved laughter and woman.

God, those memories drove him crazy.


When he quit drinking he never talks of war.

He told me ' no-one cares about his time in the war.

He was another crazy Indian man killing for the USA.

Ain't no rewards now or then."


My father held all his Army decoration with great pride.

He was proud to defend his country.

He said " I know soldiers must fight to keep us free."


My father died a young man of 61 years old.


The old Soldiers came and gave him a 21 gun salute.

I wonder would he trade the nightmares and the blood on his hands to be clean of a war never won.


                       COYOTE

                     1998

© 2011 Coyote Poetry


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So many in every generation feel no one cares about their time in war. The entire piece slammed home for me for reasons you're aware of, good friend. Your last line will probably remain one of life's unanswered questions. Would they honestly trade it all in for a moment's peace from the haunting regrets and nightmares? No matter what the answer is there are those of us who do care, wholeheartedly and to us their sacrifice will always matter. Thank you for this Coyote, thank you.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This is a wonderful tribute to your father, and the country he
served for us as well.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

my Uncle served in Korea and it affected him in a similar way . He is buried in the Korean war memorial here in California . Thanks for sharing .

Posted 13 Years Ago


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