Thursday, December 10, 2009

They're Back From War

Dear diary

My son is back, and oh how my heart has been lifted.
My brother didn't make it.
I am so depressed for that reason.
My only hope is that his vision of freedom will
become a reality. Or else he died in vain.
At least I have his necklace to remember him by.
His necklace is a locket with our pictures in it.
It was gold the shape was a heart with energy lines.
When you felt it you would feel our good times.
Oh how I will miss the way he smiled at me.
His smile was the only thing that kept me happy all these years.
And I will miss the way he teased me when we were children.
Those were some wild times back then.
And what will my son do he was the father he never had.
His father died coming home from the market.
The months for my son were dreadful he was only five when it happened.
It is my son I will worry about the most, will he open up to me?
If he doesn't what shall I do.
When he was little we used to have talks out on the deck,
the deck was brown, with a couch and a old rocking chair.
But now the deck is trash from the war.
it was burned down it smells like burnt peace of toast.
I start to wonder, was this all necessary.
I mean the war was it really worth it.
These things are the things are what weigh the most on my mind

I will just have to sow for money I have been told I have a talent.
I mean I can sow very well, bonnets, cliques, dresses you name it.
We barley have enough money for food I don't think we will buy land.
We will have to re build half of every city and we have nineteen city's.
My part in the rebuilding process will be deciding where the buildings go.
As for the land we won I am going to build a dream house.
For next Independence day I am going to celebrate with a party.
With berry's, iced tea, lemonade, and ribs lots and lots of ribs.
When I talked to my son I asked him what did he see,smell, and hear.
He was silent for a moment, then he said in a soft meaningful voice,
"Lots of dead and a whole lot of free men."
And I
know exactly what that means.

Till Next Time




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