It’s rough being a one man team as I try to find funding, create meaningful content, and create a team for this website. In my personal life I’m an artist and poet, which is another reason why I have to do Grubhub to make ends meet lol, but here’s an old poem I wrote that is loosely based on my time in Iraq.

I had the opportunity to read it at an event called “Returning Soldiers Speak” about 10 years ago now. So here’s a brief intermission from the usual news and updates. This is loosely based on my time in Iraq, my experience of the military, and the war in general especially OIF/OEF.

Dream Sweet Sleep

I saw an Eagle

You said it was freedom

And I am a raven

Dream, sweet sleep

Scratching your name

   into my heart

The patch of barren soil 

God is the better part of my speech

  altogether and everything. 

Weep for illusions

Happy at last and finally free

The Eagle eats the raven

Night is a shower of darkness

Meteorites flash

MOAB bright

Iraq, Afghanistan

Korea, Japan

Vietnam

Every hero

  a dead man’s anthem

Oh say can you see?

Bullets whiz with ringing sounds

Richochets

Bomb blasts

Cut that soldier’s orders to go home

Better to lay in the soil of American dreams

God, You sent for me?

Like an angel protected me

And this corpse laying beside me

A memory

As often as I sleep I try to forget

The coward

The fool

The words of a brother

There were mortar shells, crushed stryker hulls

   and daisy chains all in a row, after row, after row

Dress Right, Dress!

Ready, Front!

At Ease

Take it easy

E4 mafia

Shield from duty

Halo LAN tournaments

When did you become a sergeant?

The true nature of power spoils every friendship

God bless the army

Allah, Amen

Arabic God, Christian friend

The gears of war are turning again.