Everyone of those Two hundred and ninety-ninety days that I am afforded the opportunity to wake up and contribute to life, my family, friends, and other Soldier's is a blessing and a new opportunity. One thing that being deployed with the Infantry has taught me is that life is "real". It is fragile, it is in the minuscule moments that we take for granted, in the relationships we build with one another that we find value and the very richness of life. Just thinking about the reality of life as we know it on the surface has so much value in it that we are able to cease regularly. There is nothing fake about war, one minute you are laughing and joking, shaking hands and the next moment the Soldier with his war face on is gearing up for a mission. What's going to happen between the time the Soldier goes outside the wire and "hopefully" when you see him next? Who knows? Only God, if you are a believer.
I witness brave young men and women everyday, that will do just about anything they are told for "the mission" to include myself. Patriotism isn't about politics, screw politics! Are you still a patriot if you disagree with the politics? I can only answer you with the patriotism that I see, rather these Soldier's do what they do for a reenlistment bonus to feed their families or by a new car, or because they believe they are true warriors, or they want money for college. Either way they show a daily commitment that is unprecedented; that can only be found in the heart of a patriotic Soldier. I am blessed at the opportunity to type on this keyboard, watch the blink of my cursor, as I am understanding daily that life is "real" and to enjoy my minuscule moments.
Recently our unit lost six young men making a total of 15 that will not make it home to be with their loved ones. This is for our six fallen:
The article published on CNN http://edition.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/meast/01/09/iraq.soldier.deaths/index.html#cnnSTCText
We Lost Six
A fellow Soldier whispered to me,
“we lost six today”
Six what?
Six Dragoons!
Six Soldiers!
Six brothers!
Six husbands!
Six fathers!
Six sons!
We lost six today.
Young troopers prepared
for their routine missions.
Laugh and joke, connected as can be.
Check one another’s equipment
ask about one another’s families.
Barak Obama,
Hilary Clinton,
John McCain and Huckabee
the primaries are going strong.
Who’s going to lead the nation next?
Politician’s echo their message of change.
Brittany Spears is at it again!
Is there change or continuum with just a new face?
Iran is a threat to this nation, says President Bush!
Are we in a recession or what?
CNN and its breaking news,
Can American’s pay their bills?
This world of war spins on its on axis
Nervous as hell rather they admit or not.
Thousands of miles apart separated by world waters.
Patriot blood spills and limbs explode in all directions.
The young Sergeants family woke up
and prayed for daddy another day.
The Privates girlfriend trying to figure out
what she was going to wear to work for the day.
Half a world away,
we are enablers and those that kick in doors
and pass out soccer balls to Iraqi children.
Stryker vehicles strategically parked in Muhalla’s.
Deep in the last strong holds of Al Queada
a brave Soldier woke up with a purpose
in the Diyala Province;
not knowing that today
someone’s voice would crack over these old green FM radio’s
“we lost six”
Six what?
Six Dragoons!
Six Soldiers!
Six brothers!
Six husbands!
Six fathers!
Six sons!
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3 comments:
I was so sorry to hear of the loss of your friends and soldiers last week. You have a wonderful gift with putting your emotions into words, thank you for sharing them with us and the rest of the world.
Adrian...you are a true talent. My thoughts are with you, the troops and all of your families. May God bless you all.
wow this is very, very powerful.
i am also from inkster and westland. got your link from the westland library site. i'll be back. be safe.
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