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"kymie" poems
Forged in a fire of brotherhood and violence; Branded and tempered, you are called to service. You step to the front; relinquishing your home and dawning the armor of duty and honor. You feel your heart beat and you know that the tempo does not belong to you. Your very breath contracted to the country to which you offer your allegiance and life. Who casts you forth to a world that neither knows or cares who you are. Who will remember you when this is done? Who will know what happened here? You are a piece of a whole; Parts welded together by the hell that burned you up together and molded soldiers out of the ashes. And as you kneel before the field of battle; You take courage in the boots beside you. You pray because you know that the ultimate sacrifice is not always made by the soldiers who die. 19 OCT 2020 Kymie
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Oct 20, 2020
Oct 20, 2020 at 12:23 AM UTC
Family in Truth
Course and corrupted, Words escape us. Broken silence, Consumes our years. I can’t find you. The song is fading. Courageous beauty Protected tears. Children crying, Lonely dreams. Understanding, Helpless fear. They grow up, Without you watching. They move on, Without you here. Abandoned hopes, Issued orders. Hopeless training, Foolish prize. We wait for you, Always stable. Unwavering duty, Bitter lies. Each moment perfect, But never present. Each measure met, Yet memory lost. And one day soon , When release becomes us, I will show you what this life has cost. -KYMIE 13 NOV 2020
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Nov 13, 2020
Nov 13, 2020 at 9:59 PM UTC
PRICE OF DUTY
Brothers by bloodshed. Family in truth. With chains forged of trauma and war, the knowledge of pain binds us in our loyalty. Buried scars left unseen Covered by smiles woven by unhealed wounds and broken souls. Hollowed by the duty that compels us to hide, We seek solitude when we should seek friendship - because our training has molded sacrifice into our very flesh. As we consider the wisdom to fight and conjure the courage to keep breathing, Your peace is our only consolation. Our memories of you become our armor - shielding us from the demons that brought you to your knees. We wage this never ending war as one. We stand with you knowing That you did not lose this battle. We fight on in your name because, broken or not, Our brothers never fight alone. - Kymie 28 OCT 2020
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Oct 31, 2020
Oct 31, 2020 at 1:31 PM UTC
Broken Brothers