A Poem by Marie Harrison

A poem about wounded soldiers coming home






















Ragged, broken and torn


They arrive with colorful Uniforms worn

Medals shine but forever

We’ll mourn


They aren’t the same as they

Were when they were born


Limbs, body and brains bore

More than one could bear

For no more than war


Disfigured and mauled

Their life will never again be a ball

Forever they’ll crawl

For the deployment of legions

For those that gather

In the Nation’s mall


Forever those broken

Soldiers will be our heroes

For they truly gave us all

© 2011 Marie Harrison

Author's Note

Marie Harrison
Some of our soldiers are coming back wounded. They struggle to gain their lives back when they come back wounded and permanently disabled. I was so moved with their story.

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That's very great of you to write this. I myself am trying to write one for the Soilders, but still trying. The only off-lines I found were "Disfigured and mauled, Their life will never again be a ball, Forever they’ll crawl". Seemed more like Rap lyrics. You'll do me kind if you only edit those lines, and change the rhymes perhaps. But anyways, I'm giving a 100. Keep writing.

Home they brought her warrior dead:
  She nor swooned, nor uttered cry:
All her maidens, watching, said,
  'She must weep or she will die.'

Then they praised him, soft and low,
  Called him worthy to be loved,
Truest friend and noblest foe;
  Yet she neither spoke nor moved.

Stole a maiden from her place,
  Lightly to the warrior stept,
Took the face-cloth from the face;
  Yet she neither moved nor wept.

Rose a nurse of ninety years,
  Set his child upon her knee—
Like summer tempest came her tears—
  'Sweet my child, I live for thee.'

~ Alfred Tennyson.

Posted 13 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


Very well written with an understanding of loss and grief for all our men and women who so valiantly go to war. I wrote my 1st war poem yesterday called "Blood In The Ground"

Posted 12 Years Ago

Very nicely written. Sad, but true.

Posted 13 Years Ago

What I hope never happens to my son, but thankful & proud of his service
and for all of those who dedicate their life to the service of our country.
God Bless them all!! Lovely write & that photo brought a tear to my eye.

Posted 13 Years Ago

this is moving and oh so true! many return mamed for life someting it isn't physical

Posted 13 Years Ago

Bravo. The Soldiers, Marines, Sailors, and Airmen appreciate it. So many people have stickers and magnets and fun little trinkets, but few are actually willing to give a broken Soldier a job, or to donate clothes and food to widowed families. Sometimes its the Soldiers that need to do the thanking and the hand-shaking for those who REALLY support them. So thanks.

Posted 13 Years Ago

They fight for what they believe in and come back bearing the marks of their fight either physically, mentally or emotionally. This is a great commendation to what they do.

Posted 13 Years Ago

I like the poem. Dont realy agree with it because a lot of the times the soldiers are fighting for unjust causes. So in the end it seems like they are puppets in the hands of crazy leaders.

Posted 13 Years Ago

this is such a wonderful topic to write about, its so cool that some1 notices this . Many times when they get back their lives are never the same and have 2 live off of army compensation for the rest of their lives cuz they often cant find jobs when they are wounded. I enjoyed it alot . my only complaint is the verse with ball mall and crawl...that verse kinda feels a bit amateurish compared to the rest and by ur standards .

Posted 13 Years Ago

Solid and true poem just like the courage of our soliders! -- great piece

Posted 13 Years Ago

Wow this is really powerful! I love this

Posted 13 Years Ago

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43 Reviews
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Added on January 27, 2011
Last Updated on January 28, 2011
Tags: Handicaped, Wonded, Mentally Impaired, Physically Impaired


Marie Harrison
Marie Harrison

Atlanta, GA

Momma told me to get out and enjoy life, so now I'm going to dance. more..


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