We were just men and women.
We were just Men and Women…. 20 soldiers sat and waiting in a room .The education of War written deep in their brains and hearts. Their souls became polluted with word kill, protect… Continue reading
We were just Men and Women…. 20 soldiers sat and waiting in a room .The education of War written deep in their brains and hearts. Their souls became polluted with word kill, protect… Continue reading
Locked and loaded A Poem by Coyote Poetry War. What is it good for? Nothing. Locked and loaded.. The old Soldiers knows. The madness of youth was the temptation of sweet wine and… Continue reading
Stand your ground and be a friend to soldiers in need.. ( Us, who were soldiers. We know. We are more the same than different. USA is 249 years old. USA was once… Continue reading
Locked and loaded A Poem by Coyote Poetry (War. What is it good for? Nothing.) Locked and loaded.. The old Soldiers knows. The madness of youth was the temptation of sweet wine and… Continue reading
Locked and loaded.. The old Soldiers knows. The madness of youth was the temptation of sweet wine and the fighting and dying for something worthwhile. It was their strength and their weakness. A… Continue reading
Old soldier… A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You appreciate… Continue reading
We were just Men and Woman… 20 soldiers sat and waiting in a room .The education of War written deep in their brains and hearts. Their souls became polluted with word kill, protect… Continue reading
Locked and loaded A Poem by Coyote Poetry War. What is it good for? Nothing.” Locked and loaded.. The old Soldiers knows. The madness of youth was the temptation of sweet wine and… Continue reading
Hey brother, hey sister.. ( In the Army. There is no color, there is no race. Every soldier is a brother. Election is tomorrow. Men who create hate and separation. We do not… Continue reading
The Lost Generation.. Part one. I was dream-writing again tonight. I believe in reincarnation. I believe I have lived many lives and I was a soldier in every one. I was told by… Continue reading