I will return my love
( Death valley. Gun and bullets
don’t care who they kill.)
I will return my love
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
the cries for peace.
New graves with white crosses
for brave men and woman.
Small USA flags blowing
in the gentle wind.Woman and children killed in the
way of war.
Just more numbers in a book
of people killed for the profit of War.
I pray for peace.
I pray for the family of soldiers.
I pray for the poor people in
the path of the guns and violence.
I pray to the Spirit of life and death.
Give wisdom and common sense to our leaders.
I pray for peace.
So maybe one day my children. All children.
Can awake one day in a peaceful world.
Without fear.
Coyote
I will return my love
Don’t forget me my love.
I’m leaving for far away Wars.
The cruel wars are being fought.
Soldiers don’t decide the right or wrong.
I will leave you in our warm bed.
I don’t want you and the children to wait for
me to leave outside the Company area.
I want to remember my arms around you.
The feel of your warm body against me.
Your sweet and warm kisses.
I made the decision to be a Soldier.
I’m proud of my country, like my Father.
I will stand tall and do what a Soldier’s must.
I will kiss my babies goodbye.
You walk behind in silence.
I whisper to sleepy eyes girls.
I love you with all my heart.
They give me sweet kisses without knowing why?
They do not know I will be gone for a long time.
I ask my sad eye wife.
Take the girls to the park often.
Tells them their Father loved them very much.
I will pray everyday to come home.
To be able to read stories to my girls.
To fall into my beautiful wife arms again.
Soldiers standing shoulder to shoulder in the formation.
No fear.
Gear ups.
No fear of tomorrow.
Young woman alone in her bed.
She pray Lord take care of him and all soldiers.
Please bring him home safely.
Soft tears fall upon a soft pillow.
She got up and lays with her two girls.
Coyote
The sketch is a very nice sketch.
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alas, peace will never come because our egos are so strong – and that is because we need to learn lessons rather than be merely sublime – lessons of fury and passion and hurt – which teach us more than what the angels know.
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the soldier is the ultimate seer – who knows what he must feel on the battle front – he may be a gentle soul who never could kill – yet he fixes his gun and shoots his deepest inhibitions there – that is really brave – when you inadvertently kill not wanting to – or get killed not knowing why you died.
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Your words are true. I feel sadness for the new Soldiers. New world and new rules to obey. I pray for peace. We need to respect race, culture and religion. In the end. We are one people on one planet. Every light of life is precious.
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Did you do that drawinhg|? It’s awesome and amazingly accurate! Love it!
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It was done by a WordPress artist. She honored me with the drawing.
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Hello John, you have been following (you are on the list ) my blog for ages now.. I have had to change the theme many times to get it right. Also i am just getting familiar with wp blogs..Before I relied only on the public and Sathya Sai devotees. So nice to meet you. thanks eve. Will now take a look at your blog. like the images… 🙂
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Thank you for stopping by. I like to roam around and read new writers. We can teach each other positive and necessary knowledge. Good to meet you.
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