The Words I seek cannot be found

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By Rooster5man
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Literature Text

Constant Deja Vu,
A fear of waking up to the sound of a loud alarm,
The constant ticking,
Keeping me up until 5 AM,
And thus I set off,

There will hopefully be peace when I am done,
But my work hasn't yet started,

Call it irony when the High School bullies you think have changed,
Have only worsened, and are suffering the swift fate of justice,

Call it irony when their brother died for his country,
And you believe them to be guided to follow his moral code,
When only they become ensnared in a disgusting act of violence,

And my perceptions change,
That these noble men who live in the footsteps of their brother,
Have only tarnished his image.

I fear the words I seek cannot be found,
For they don't exist,
And the only word I can find is pity,
For that's all they'll ever find from me.
Boys from my hometown, a few I know, one who I thought have changed and two I thought have changed since their brother's death in Afghanistan, have been arrested for a disgusting act. It's very saddening.
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DifferentialME's avatar
A bittersweet poem about a very tragic thing. You put it to words perfectly, and I am indeed sorry that the incident occurred. 
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Thank you!


Yes, it's very upsetting.

MoonyMina's avatar
indeed, it is sad... your poem about it is beautifully and sensitively done, however...
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Thank you very much!


And yes, it's sad, I expected better, but c'est la vie.