Lay Ye Down, My Dear Brother, The Instruments of War

I wrote the following poem while at the Veterans Administration (VA) building in Suffolk County on Long Island sipping a hot cup of starbucks coffee waiting for a veteran friend of mine who had gone there for an appointment.

Ease down my brother,

for the war you fought is done.

time for healing is nigh

take comfort in the light

 

Bear it my brother

learn the lesson well

seek to find the eternal light

that no such darkness can quell

 

Gone on are the causes for war

they disappear with fear

that once had you hung on

victorious dreams

in the end there is only you

 

Bear it my brother

learn the lesson well

seek to find the eternal light

that no such darkness can quell

 

You who valiantly volunteered

or you who were prodded to serve

you who did not understand

the reason for war back then

but who went anyway

 

Bear it my brother

learn the lesson well

seek to find the eternal light

that no such darkness can quell

 

I give you the honor you deserve

but it is you who honors yourself

whose honor never was questioned.

 

Bear it my brother

learn the lesson well

seek to find the eternal light

that no such darkness can quell

 

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