For God and Country

For God and Country, I rise to the task

For the Flags that are free, then homeward bound at last

What's this red on my hands, will this feeling go away

Oh, country Oh, Flag, Why can I not pray?

• • EPILOGUE

    It came to pass there were three. All that was good, humanity, warm and peaceful, and evil, very dark and very low. From behind closed eyes evil transcended good. War was waged, righteousness was claimed. Now war has become a duty and the spoils and the dead are tagged freedom. It has been many years and my war is still young. But, I have found love or maybe it has found me. Love is not and end. It neither justifies nor needs to be justified. And that's right too, Doc. Being young doesn't have to end.

                                                                                                Copyright 1984

                                                                                                Will Pete

Poet Writer WILL PETE HOME Veteran Musician Math Tutor

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