Dear Mother, Thursday, Nov 28, 1916
Thank you for your pleasant letter, it has clearly made me feel at home again. I have received it on December 1, 1916. Please say hello back to the rest of the family with many hugs and kisses for as this letter may be the last in my midst of despair. All the letters I received from you are in my keepsake box and I am always reading them every night before I go to sleep. Today we have been training with the legion and had sweet red wine with leftover dry biscuits to keep us warm throughout the night. There is not much food except for hard biscuits, coffee, cheese and apple cider vinegar. Oh mother, how I dearly miss you and Nona. I wish there was a heating pad, my body is sore, especially my legs and arms. 1 week ago, I hurt my arm, the nurse told me it could of been worse. Right now I’ am tired, trying to keep my eyes open to finish this letter. My dear friend Johnny Scampi died 2 days ago, I am saddened with anguish and irritability to perform daily tasks. The battlefront has many bloody soldiers laying on the cold front ground. At the time of 23:00 I need to get my rest so me and the legion can wake up rejuvenated for the next day to train in the trenches before France comes to attack the battlefront. Mice are lingering inside the trench trying to find shelter, I have never felt so afraid and lonely in my entire life. Soldiers are catching sickness, lice and mental disabilities which have most of our veterans sent back to their families. Captain Kirk tells us, “You must be strong, be a WARRIOR! Be the man inside you, each and everyone”. He sure knows how to keep the soldiers motivated. Tonight it is snowing, the sky is cloudy with a pink/purple haze and winters wind blowing ashes and dust near and inside the trenches, a little fire has been lit to keep us warm. 50, 000 navy died and are expected to live as little up to 3 weeks. Germany has released new carbon chlorine gases and given Austria also Italy equipment and how to survive when it bursts out in the front. A horse is out in front of our trench in case of emergencies.
I have never in my life felt the truth of a sin in front of my Lord God, each night I pray, hoping one day to come home safely and live a normal life, which is to be with my family once again.
-Excerpt Forward of Novel
and The Broken
Surely from the outset
of my earliest age
of adult accountability
I chose that road most secret.
For the certainty of purpose
afforded in the attainment of
those goals established in
my heart of hearts. And that
so ordained in the blessed
mission of my country.
Going forward in blind youth
with eyes wide open. Still
shouting the quiet whisper,
'My Country, Right or Wrong'.
And then with the duty of
commission to set right
With recognition of a lifetime
endeavor that only
Aware that information
is the half
is that which is
the truth, or not.
Within and yet without.
Truly knowing the enemy
demonized is someone with
a purpose of duty. With a
human heartbeat as mine
Then always the
understanding of life as
the interpretation of
the whole of existence
in terms of conspiracy
For and or against
The duty of purpose
for those which are
called out so solemnly,
"We the people".
All in total seen
as conspiring for, of, by,
with or against those so solemnly named,
"We the people".
That then is the sword
I live by.
As I look ahead,
around and back again.
Only to see that it is not
that same sword
that I should
perish by as well.
From exuberant youth
realizing fully as
"To be inhuman
in defense of
Brutal in pursuit
of Our compassion.
in protection of Our
"if there is to be no war
then in the struggle
for peace let not
a single stone be
left upon the other".
Yea surely "these we
conspire with, for, by
and against are the most terrifying people of all".
And yes I am one of them.
With no remorse
I am become
the most terrifying
one of all.
For "there is vengeance
in my heart,
death is in my hand,
blood and revenge are a'hammering
in my head."
And truly the sword
suspended will not
"He who leads an Holy War wields The Sword of God."
Liberty and Justice for All.
Amen and Verily.
Excerpt from Novel;
The Beautiful and the Broken
A Story of Love
By G.Rog Rogers
*Certain paraphrase quotes acknowledged from
Paccius and Titus
a handstand here shake but enlighten her
that sink tanks with mats while driven leagues
under the sea dissolve a seance
with earthly her satellites only survey pride that behold riff
in scholar that best compose symphony
and virtueless connect the dots
I'm really happy that you decided
to join the Navy.
Just finished boot camp and then off to Japan, right?
I tried to go to your graduation
but my dad wanted to go himself
since he wasn't allowed to be there
for most of his little brother's life..
When we met for the third time
in San Diego, we spoke for
a while and I told you about
how I write and
how my mom is really tough on me about grades.
and you just sat back in your chair for a little bit
then looked at your girlfriend (who everyone despises)
and started telling me of how much I look like my father
but I'm like titi krystal because she always kept
journals when you and her lived in the group home
and that was her outlet
to get away from everything.
And through it all she turned out just fine.
A single teardrop made its way down your cheek
going right over your smile and then
you hugged me
and told me I'll be better despite everything.
Despite our family's past.
Despite what we still go through.
Despite our fear of the uncertainty and uncharted waters.
Johnny wants to be a soldier. Johnny had a schlong.
Johnny now is Jenny and The Donald says it's wrong.
Jenny loves her country and she wants to serve and fight.
Trump says she's not worthy and no longer has the right.
Susie was born as a girl but knew she was a guy.
Susie now is Sammy and he only wants to fly.
Went to join the Air Force - Was rejected on the spot.
Knew that he was qualified, but Trump says that he's not.
Trump was born an ignoramus - still is one today.
Never served the military - always got his way.
If you're not the same as him you are the enemy.
You're not worthy if you're poor or a minority.
Started with transgendered, better watch out if you're gay.
Blacks, Hispanics, women, he would love to throw away.
When nobody's left the military will be grim.
Trump will have nobody left who wants to fight for him.
If you're an American and if you long to serve,
better not be different or they'll label you a perv.
If you say you're boy or girl and ready for your chance,
all that matters now is the equipment in your pants!
your navy blue fleece was soft like the under side of a rabbit's chin
you were the cool darkness that hugged me when there were stars sleeping in the sky.
you were the dissipating clouds that floated through time,
passing through slowly and quietly
i found comfort in the clouds,
because they were you.
the clear, pale skies weren't a home
the sun spoke a foreign language that left a burn where the moon would glimmer on me
you left secret purple kisses on my neck and the day would only make them known
the dew on the grass in the mornings reminded me of you,
and i would feel so cold in those mornings,
looking at the mountains dipped in white through the foggy glass
and oh what i would give to feel that navy blue fleece against my body once again
Your leaving. Your going. Going to serve your country. Going to serve the Red, White, and Blue. My brother i love you. Don't leave me. You have been there for me through everything. Grandmas death, moms breakdown, soccer tryouts. Everything. You've been there for me since I was born. I will miss you. I don't know what I'd do if something ever happened to you. I watch the videos on Youtube of those soldiers coming home and surprising their families.. I don't want to be that little sister that hasn't seen her brother in two or three years and he just shows up during her school day in front of everyone or that girl that think her big brother that was always there cant be at her graduation. I wanna know your safe and nothing will happen to you. If I freaked about your motorcycle accident what makes you think I could go two or three years at a time without you and without knowing you WILL come back. I miss you already. Don't leave me. Please. I can't take this world anymore. they tell me you will be okay and that you will be fine and nothing will happen. I don't believe them. How do they know you'll be okay.. How do you know..? Stay. Friend. Best friend. I love you bubby. Don't join up... Please...
She walks down this path so many Mothers have walked before her,
Crisp uniforms line the path..a heavy heart..Tears in her lap.
An American Flag snaps to attention as if to say we know your pain Mother, but we don’t.
Through this all, she carries on the pride and resolve despite an unthinkable loss.
The twenty-one gun salute resonates through every city in America
Reminding everyone to take a moment to honor this fallen son.
On the 6 O’clock news Taps plays on every television.
And we shake our head in disbelief.
An unbroken line of Patriots that passed before him,
Line the stairway to heaven to welcome their brother home.
And a banner hangs in Moms living room window..Displaying one Gold, two blue stars
“Lord please bring my boys home safely”, she prays
I hope you’ll think of some of the reasons why our brave sons & daughters make the ultimate sacrifice…..Here are just a few……..
The American Flag
America the Beautiful
Land of the Free
Home of the Brave
4th of July
The Bald Eagle
God Bless America!