Hey brother, hey sister…

Hey brother, hey sister

New year eve is coming and  another year shall be gone. A difficult year. I will drink alone, remembering old friends loss to war and kind mentors lost in 2020..

Christmas and New Year.  I remember young men and women. Living, loving. Drinking and dancing. Living life fearlessly without regret. Hey brothers, hey sisters. I remember you. We were hopeful, foolish and were soldiers/ family.

Was a time. We were family. Us soldiers, we don’t see color, race or belief.  We will stand together in a fight in peace time or war. Today I do private tears for men lost to the new wars. The old Soldiers stand with us. The old wars have found us. Old hate rebirth and men/women spilling blood for the payment of old hate. Old soldiers and new soldiers pray at the Military graves together. “Please no-more war.”

The old and new Veterans speak of old battles and friends missed.  They remember laughter and smiling faces. A new year is near. I will drink the Johnnie walker for their family, drink another for the soldiers. Drink one more for my family lost in 2020. I will tell the night silence. I hope the new world is kinder and more gentle. We need more kindness, more friends and less conflict.

Hey brother, hey sister. Please learn the powerful lesson our foolish leaders know and they don’t care. Soldiers are not tools of peace. Human life are not just numbers on a board. Old Soldiers will tell you. “We fought, just men like us. Just fighting and dying for men with no concern for the soldiers or human life. “

Let’s celebrate New Year day together. I will raise my glass of Johnnie Walker to the sky and I will say.

To life,
to my family,
to the soldiers here and gone.
To better days.
To new days where war are forgotten and our friends/family are with us.

                         John Castellenas/Coyote