Ann-Marie Spittle

DO YOU KNOW?

When darkness comes
And with it the shadows of the dead
Do you know?
When battles fought fly around my head
Do you know?
When you speak with an acid tongue
And tell me I was wrong
Do you know the price we paid
In the jungles of Vietnam?

No sit there in your easy chair
And dream your dreams of comfort
Do not break your narrow view
Or try to see from my side
For you break into fears sweat
If your welfare cheque’s to late
Or someone knocks upon your door
When it’s getting to way past eight

You judge me without knowing
And that is no judge at all
For experience tells the adult
What the young do not yet know
Just give me one small ounce of feeling
As a parent to a child
And hug me as my heart is breaking
Right here deep inside

I suffered more than you can know
In that dark-leafed place
Where death walked side by side with me
And often showed his face
Some days I did not know if I
Was ever coming home
And then I’m faced with acid rain
From you when I come home

I fought because I’m a soldier
And a warrior’s hearts beats within me
You comfort lover would not understand this
So I retreat But know this when you finally see
Before your last breath leaves you cold
That all I wanted was your love
And not a heart of stone

Inspired by the poem, “The Eldest of Nine” – ©Copyright August 15, 2005 by Charles Schwiderski