Physically and Emotionally BatteredAt eighteen years of age,Defining all the adversities.Fellow soldiers engagedWith orders to amnesties.Insanity nearingOn the brink of reality.Explosions and blood searing,Through what I actually see.Recognizing voices from afarUnited as one; band of brothers.Rescued to safety, penetrating scarsPhysically; emotionally battered by others.Recovery now a must,While I'm back home.Pondering whom to trustMy eyes fastly roam.Nightmare upon nightmare,Vivid images flash within.Memories of pain and gore,I must now throw in the bin.The life I once had now gone,Left behind for the dust to take.Home at last, sing
Beauty WithinIn a world so shy and blueround about no flat we go.Swimming in eternally-flushed...out comes us.In a world so affectionate yet rudecomes and goes, cycling throughlife, death, and even you.But in the end there it fliesswarming about with nothing in mind.Vivid it's wings, bright gold and blackenjoying a life so pure and free.Touching earth it does landseeking love, kissing blossoms.Full of aroma where he flies in the airdelicately hovering beautiful as can be......a hummingbird in plain view of you and me.© Copyright 2011 By: NaughtyItalian