David R. “Poppa” Alexander

SO IT GOES AROUND AND AROUND

So many suffer from this demon you see
An unknown thing called PTSD.
Many of my friends are affected so easily
By this thing called PTSD.

I too am not immune to this dreaded thing
Just a little of the cost to let freedom ring.
No one can know the torment it can bring
Some say, “Can't you just hear the birds sing?”

Another day and night of awful things a home it has found.
Each that suffers can know how another feels when they are down.
A wicked surf that within each day by day drown.
And so it goes around and around.